The Parody Of Love Poem by Dr Anthony Onoja

Her love was like a raindrop in the middle of the night
Such is the apron of her longing love for me
She wore the garment of Oprah
Looking above the columns of the clouds
See her dotted love tale written in a colorful rainbow

Like a tornado of hope devouring the plague from the east
Answer her calling, she awaits you at the end of the tunnel
Fate is a river, flowing apart the debris of beloved soulmates

See the glacier,
the secret of the stars is written in the night sky
Hear the universe humming, calling love birds to sleep
Home they say we are far from its edges
So also we went farther away from our beloved

See the solitude, it is crazy but holds more tides
Memories are flames that burn the candle of our souls
Creating patches of happiness, hate, and regrets
Coming in cold night to whisper deceits like daredevils

Someday we shall fly above these iron domes of hope
Create a meeting point in our loops
A place where yesterday meet tomorrow
A garden where today shall be reborn
a thousand times a time