Dear Poetry Poem by Deluke Muwanigwa

Dear Poetry

Dear Poetry,
the more I love you the more you seem to hate me
For,
just when my hand reaches under your hidden meaning
your word play has other leanings
making me feel like I am sinning

I wanted to love you unconditionally
but I also wanted to hate you conditionally
making you want me to come to you

I wish you knew
Everytime I put pen to paper to summon you
my soliloquy was an incantation in futility
You never came forth
and I found no comfort

It has been twenty three years
I am still shedding tears
I been calling falling for you
reciting exciting ditties for us
hoping eloping would lead to loving
wanting so much my life be yours
yours completely mine
but it seems we are running out of time.

I have to accept the obvious truth
that,
try as much as I can,
I will have to accept we were estranged on our first date
and all indications are it is too late
All I can write are lamentations
of the love of you I am denied
and accept that our love died

Oh, Poetry!

C.19082023