The Broken-Hearted Man Poem by Keith Anastase KAMOSSO

She was my first
She was my flirting star
She brighten my days
Shortly, she darken my life
Shorty was her name

Remember all things we wanted
Remember all dreams we haunted
Remind wasn’t supposed to be her the way
Remembering was the answer
That reflected in your head

The kiss was like our gain
The gain was like our diversion
The game was our fate
The fate felt so good
That good was our destiny

What did I do?
What did I say?
What happened? Help me understand
“What” and “Why” sustained
Where the pain was waving in my soul

You didn’t want the chat
When my heart was chased from my chest
Chance used to be change but
Chill out didn’t chain your heart
Choice sprinted there when you choose to chew my love.


You left me suddenly
You left me sadly
You shade my soul from your love
You sling my love
You slim my grave

I’m dying alive
I’m dwelling in pain
I’m deeply harmed and broken
I’m dumped by everything
I’m lost with no hope

Tell me what is this?
Tell me why you did this?
Tell me if you didn’t love at all
Touch my chest fell my heart-beats
Till your heart feels my pain

Look me in the eyes
Look me and say something
Look is all I’m asking
Look is maybe my last chance
Look can be our last change