Sonnet To An Angel Vi Poem by Chime Justice Ndubuisi

Perhaps I'm demanding too much from you
Maybe you've got a better offer somewhere
That you take my calls for granted, even you!
But mark this: I've tried to escape
But to where? To the heavens? Your chains!
Oh! To death this feelings I'd carry.
To the far-flung corners of the earth? Bounds!
To the deepest ocean then, there constantly
Gazes your charming eyes. To the darkest
Cave? There you weary my poor kidneys.
To the house of darkness I've sort rest,
But to your light darkness itself kneels.

The thought of you I constantly bear
And I shall, till there exist nothing known as year.