Forgotten Love

Trips
Endless trips
Days of playfulness
A time of no regrets
And then…
Like Nigerian home video,
Disaster struck!

No prelude,
No interlude
No thunderous applause
Hmmm…no postlude
The sound of the theatre
Quiet, noise less, the curtains fallen
And my lover
My lover
Has left me
To weep alone
No one to console me
No procession at my side
No crown adorning my head
My heart is in turmoil, twisted
And my lover has left me!

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6 comments

    1. It is, no warning; not even a hint. Sometimes it begets the question ‘why’? But then I’d like to believe there’s still some true romantic love waiting for me so that i can re-write this poem

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