Heartbreak (Poetry) – on #WeekendGroove with Damilola Jagun

“Poetry is the language of the soul and the vocal expression of the inner spirit”


I carry a burden
I bear a pain
My chest heaves out and in.
I search for slumber, but sorrow seeps in.

My pupils remain dry like the Sahara,
When a tear or two would bring release.

My thoughts assume aimless tirade,
Staring at the dark ceiling
Listening to love-talk on the FM.
Still, you dominate the occupation of my musings.

I’ve lost desire to partake in the nightly norm.
I’ve been gifted with hurt, and I loathe her guts.

I toy back and forth with the details of my affliction,
I swing the blames between our names.
I’m too manly to bear this feminine state.
I tell myself, but I fear it’s late.

I yearn for closure, or a bit of escape.
Yet, even that, the elements starve me.

Is this my portion of the whore named ‘heartbreak?
Was I in love and didn’t recognize her?
Now, I’m antsy, I sit up.
I scramble to my feet, and pace the passage.

The snores of the household bring forth reality.
I’m frozen to a spot as it dawns on me.

The impossible has seen light.
The Jews have been bested in battle.
I’ve been in love, and now she’s gone
I’m left with heartbreak;

The bride of a love gone sour.

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