Don’t Promise Me Tomorrow
written by: John Chinaka Onyeche
@Apostlejohnchin
At the aisle of the cathedral,
on that same path, we walked in.
Last night, I came back from my wanderings,
looking for the promises we once made;
on this altar of gods and shades.
Our words were the chords that bind us.
On that lonesome twilight of longings
that grow wings and fly away in a twinkle.
I did remember the glow in your eyes,
of the future’s uncertainty you yearn.
But how time flies and memories die.
Who could have believed that there was
what is known and called love within us?
Oh, and how memories of you hurt now.
The sickened heart longs for a liniment.
Of what has befallen it, it echoes pains.
Who knows what emerges of the heart
when the love we once longed for turned
– sour.
John Chinaka Onyeche is a multi-talented writer. He is a poet, essayist and teacher of African History. He has authored numerous chapbooks and full-length collections of poems such as: "Echoes across the Atlantic," "A Night Tale at the Threshold of Howl," "We Returned to Kiss the Cross," "The Broken Fort," "A Good Day for Tomorrow’s Coming," "Stateless," "25 Atonements," “Chapters of Broken Tale,” and "The Gathering Of Reeds," (which is scheduled for publication in March, 2024 by Ethel Zine Press). His literary prowess has earned him recognition as a Best of Net Nominee. Beyond his literary pursuits, Chinaka is a devoted husband and loving father of two charming children, Sobeife and Chisimdiri. He hails from Nigeria and primarily writes from the city of Port Harcourt, Rivers State.
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