Someday soon, I’ll look at life in blissful wonder anew.
Till then, I’ll look at the outside world and wonder if it knew
that my heart, in stealth was killed, – I am here but not quite here.
Stripped of love, slowly fading away, ’til finally, I fear I may disappear.
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Day 22. NaPoWriMo- Celebrate Poetry, All Month Long!
Poem: Fare thee well, sister!
(In loving memory of OluwaTosin Adepegba, RIP)
Memories of youth adorned in her innocence
Juxtaposed with a jarring reality that makes no sense
Lost in childhood dreams, we recall images so familiar
Of visions and scents of Zinnia and Bougainvillea
Colours of spring, rains of laughter and pain now merge
As we gather in mourning and compose a heartfelt dirge