Amaka Poem by Michael Oluwasegun Adesiji

I used to be a lover of love poems
Until Amaka snatched my pen
With which she daggered my heart
Then, I lost the flare
For love, lust, likes and their affairs.

Men said Amaka has a twin
In heartbreaks and disappointments
Ha harn!
That sounds like an insult to my queen
Said; the now turned single king in me

I was so full in love
I wore foolishness like a crown
My reasoning fell far from hands
I loved an angel well enough
To an extent words can't tell

Now, I have left the
Queen-less palace
For an island far away
From women and girls

So far, I have journeyed
Through the suburbs of life
And her inner organs
Away from the hubs of the infidels

By a stream,
I found a jewel with an arc
That seems to be calling all men
Colourful beads dangling at each
Of her magical steps

I nursed the will to call her
And maybe make some advances
But, this maybe another Amaka
Cloned in an advanced casing
To save time and my life
I added more prints to the path of safety

Remebering a demonic angel
In my darling Amaka
I walked with both hands folded
Upon my ribs
Remembering how Amaka
Would sing like a bird at nights
Bustling on a tree
On my bare body; she would cling
Rubbing my neck and my ribs

One would think Amaka
Will forever be by me
But, like a bird on the tree
Amaka flipped her wings
For some treasures
Far from my reach
And I was left to see
The sore end of my time
With a mobile beautiful queen

Son Of Adam!
When you see girls with a crazy behind
Moving behind some huge baby treats
Leave! For another Amaka
You have just seen

I am here in my bed
Nursing this wound as it bleeds
But, I am sure
With time I will heal.
Amaka does no good
She disappoints at will.

©Onyedikachi

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