Elegy in a Lost Love
I seat here in my cold
and lonely glare.
A glare and quake into
the darkness mire;
I hated Infidelity but
I fell prey to its snare.
Now it’s time to
meditate the quagmire.
Never shall I know why
I had to dare!
Boo! I feel the pain!!
Like a razor slice!!!
Like Lucifer in the
dungeon of Hellfire Square.
I hope to see the end;
I’ m paying the price.
How I wish I could
reach out and share.
I faltered; what a
giant misstep! Here’s the prize.
Now, I cry over spilled milk without a smile.
The answer blows in
the wind; nothing to spare.
Only time shall tell.
The pain runs in my spine.
I’m still searching for a reason to give it a
square.
Am not alone in this;
Vulture cares not; not a dime!
Here’s the Fruit with
a grain of salt. Nevertheless, I care!
Love lost and not
found. Still looking, hoping to find.
Was it by design or by
default? I had no time to prepare.
I seeked forgiveness
and forgetfulness to combine:
Forgiveness came my
way; luckily, Nkong cared.
As for forgetfulness,
it’s hard to come by; it’s divine!
As I leak my
self-inflicted wounds, I self-declare:
And promise myself to
quit unfaithfulness quite.
God, be my helper, the
harbinger of my conclave.
Let me find solace and
space to lay low and hide.
Away, Thunder of Infidelity
in my next love-cave.
When I say ‘I do’,
I’ll mean it; never to despise.
Come on love. I’m in
solitude. I solicit and crave.
Now, I’ve the eagle’s
eye, no more will I throw the dice!
Believe me; I will
keep the promise; I’ll dare; I am brave!
Miss Riddle Lost Love
My Upcoming Book: A true story of a broken relationship
ReplyDeleteBite No 4
Disappointment over love affairs, generally has the effect of driving men to drink, and women to ruin; and because most people never learn the art of transmuting their strongest emotions into dreams of a constructive nature”, Napoleon Hill.
Despite the uniqueness of Riddle-Nkong divide, the canker worm has ever since taken a rather deep bite into relationships in the African communities in the Diaspora. The rate of separation and divorce has become alarming. Moreover, the number of couples that are hanging in there for convenience and face-serving reasons is even more pathetic. There is a dire need to device a means to delicately blend the culture of origin with western culture.
As I make an attempt to diagnose, prescribe and proscribe the decease, it’s up to the players to make use of the ball in their court or leave it to their opponents to shake the net with a resounding goal and win over. The canker worm cannot be let go with apathy; lest the once blossoming African community withers and dies.
In any case, when the inevitable visits you namely, the irretrievable breakdown of the relationship, you are bound to learn to accept it and let the fetters go for. Things happen for a reason. No matter how hidden the reason (s) is it is the duty and the job of the victim to dig the reason out, build on the experience and move on. Whatever the cause of the breakup is you are neither the first nor the last that might have lived that ugly situation.
We all know that hearts don’t break even. For the woman, don’t drive yourself to ruin and for the man don’t take to drinking. Making yourself miserable doesn’t solve any problem. Drinking makes the problem worse. Your only weapon is to take responsibility of what has happened and get over it. Did I hear you sigh and say: “it isn’t my fault why must I take responsibility?” It not necessarily that you did something wrong per say. Taking responsibility means that you partook in the deal and if it were not meant to happen to you, you would not be in it in the first place. When you take responsibility, it gives you the push to flush the rubbish and take the bull of life by the horns.
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Oliver Temateh Asaah {OTA}
My Upcoming Book: A true story of a broken relationship
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It’s not what he or she does to you;
It’s how you handle what is done to you.
How you handle it is either
The mantle of fortitude or
The saddle of destitute:
Choose the right attitude paddle;
It keeps the right aptitude candle burning.
Run with it and cradle high altitudes of life.
Don’t meddle with it, the choice is yours!
Of what use is life without woes and foes? Although we might not go out looking for bumps and stumps, we should expect them: they are our dear friends; they are the flowers of life. There is no juice in life without them; life would be boring and snoring!
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