Nameless Feelings Poem by Daniel Nwauzorma

This heart,
in the waters of dense confusion,
is about to drown.
Struggling helplessly
to live,
within the sphere of sanity.


Like a dry leaf ignited,
in a wild forest,
During the seasons of harmattan.
Affections began a friendly fire
Between two roads,
Reality and abstraction.


Spreading and consuming,
Every substance in its path
I'm now left with the ashes
Of a mixture,
That depicts the essence
of wild insanity.


When memories struggle for air
in a crowd of emotions
Protesting for the presence
of a goddess
To explain the reason why
they are being denied
The wages of peace and tranquility
When she is absent.


When passions begin to draw
Imaginations on gentle winds
With the ink of time
Creating an artistically designed sketch
Of peace in the congregation of chaos


Then feelings, as you know it,
Have become nameless.
To define its nature would be a sin
to words ever spoken, heard or written