From Me To You Poem by Emeka Joseph Nnakwe

Soak my head in wishes
Wishes of how it could have been
Yea, how perfect we could attain
Wishes of how we could have love
Pictures of unhappened night romances
Illusions of my gentle touches
and ecstacies we stand to share
How it could have be so real To be fake!

Well, agonies of undiscribed pains tortures I when you saw my lady
Rip I my heart when you introduce your man
Little wonder they lasted not by our sides
The harder we try, the farther they escape
Guess destiny is a trickster

Here we are, as single as we could be
Can we end the arrogance already?
Let's travel down our younger days
When the flaws are so tender and cute
And cupid still call the shots
Till we perfect our flaws!

By N. E. Joseph