Life Without You Poem by James Nnanyelugo

‘T was a fateful eve, when the songs of the birds were heard no more;
The tongs in flames must have wagged for ages, casting core of ore;
Then there came the golden silence, to all and sundry put ashore;
The vehemence, the eloquence, the decisive implementation of lore.

She was hitherto the extinct race of auspice;
An omen of greatness and life's gentle spice;
Unbelievable as it may sound, she gave my life a bliss;
In few words, she could turn a bronze carved head amiss.

Could have waved off my feelings as a myth;
Could have disintegrated my thoughts and given up the wit;
Could have trimmed my thoughts down to mere infatuation fit;
Had she not proven otherwise and in a way a king can fall hit.

Her temple, red with burns of passion;
Her eyes, eager to know and plunder in an action;
Her manner, simply domineering and charged with emotion;
Could hardly believe I survived the afflictions of attraction.

Could it be true that such a treasure, such a pleasure;
Such affinity of hilarious life and love with nature;
Could it be real that such amount of gorgeous measure;
Would have paused for a moment without a predictable seizure?

Is it possible that I have done something erroneous;
That could puzzle my princess and cause her quiet and zealous?
In every sensible way I could have mustered in my subconscious;
Seeing her again remained my sole obnoxious ambition.

Calls and Texts out rightly ignored, for one sole purpose of self-search;
Who would have ever known, that I your humble companion, could ace;
A mind so freakishly adorned with self-refurbishing splendor and awe;
If everything in the world could just pass on and let me be without flaw.

Life without you, my golden-eyed princess, is life without essence;
The brush of your lips on my cheek, is the feel of a velvet solace;
I know not what to do, for the moment you afar stay from my presence;
I'm lost without my angel, I'm freaking out by hour, sinking without surface.