Of secrets; Of sorrows; Of Prayers, poetry by Amarachi Igbokwe at Spillwords.com
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Of secrets; Of sorrows; Of Prayers

Of secrets; Of sorrows; Of Prayers

written by: Amarachi Igbokwe

 

Crisp;
Your phantom on my cortex,
Spinning inexorable webs,
as it promenades along the shores of my mind.

Acrid;
Your name on my tongue,
Dripping scorn down my gut,
As I beseech shooting stars to make you mine

My silence is a prison,
Confining my desires,
while I cling desperately to reveries of you,
Knowing I can never have you.

Let’s play pretend
Your hands on mine
Our bodies entwined
Gazing into each other’s eyes
Like we’ve been struck with cupid’s arrow.

Oh! If only wishes were horses,
this heart of mine would be free from sorrow’s curses.
Oh! if only this burning passion in my soul was quelled
I’d be spared the fate of ashes felled.

I will find a place
Where your shadow does not abide,
Where your scent lays beneath sepulchres,
Where your memories are muted
And my clandestine affection for you dissipates with the wind.

My unspoken fantasies have been exposed
As I lay here, far from repose.

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