Dead Love

Inspired by the picture above taken and titled by a wonderful friend and sister; Woomie, is the poem below. She's a free-lance photographer (for now) and a owns a blog: Woomie, visit and feed your soul with beauty through her lens and let your heart listen to the words they speak...enjoy

It,

smells so beautiful

be careful.

It,

blossomed one spring morning,

falling,

like petals in autumns evening.

My heart,

deeply in mourning.

It,

brightened your smile,

Now it's dull!

like a trees bark

in the empty winter night

boring,

like the lone dogs bark.

It,

still smells so beautiful

the pretty summer odorant

Lingers,

In my stone cold thoughts,

as the memory

of a once beautiful thing,

warmed my soul.

It,

then eludes me,

as I’m reminded

by the sorry wilt it had become.

It,

drank of my tears

nurtured,

by the labour of my hands.

Grew,

before my sight

and with my hands buried it.

It died,

and you killed it,

the very moment

you lied about it.

Yet,

beautiful still,

is the smell of; it

grow

shalll another

the orchid is full with;

it.

Fimisola-Samuel

fragile,

Narrative 1

The simplest thing to lose-
time
the hardest thing to do-
change,
neither of which I'm ready to spare.
Should I walk around in fear?
as you keep talking about me,
in words that pierce like a spear
with lies bless every willing ear
get a grip, it's been over 2 years.
I reminisce on days love was meek
we kiss and you'd be my freak,
the rain clouds are gone
now it's clear your brain needs a tweak.
There ain't no future in the past
any chance of repair long passed
I'm over the love spells you cast.
Bob said; "no woman no cry"
sometimes i think he lied
then my thoughts you begin to fry
like when I sent my star to say hi
and then you walk out my sky
and slip back into my arm with your look of lies
we share a kiss over lime, chicken and fries.
I called your name by the riverside
it echoed back on the waves tide
with a message that you moved on
the ears you fed lies
on your behalf of me now request,
that with you i begin new ties
sorry it won't happen even after I die
a simple reason why;
man returns not to his vomit
and to me you're just one big chunk of it.


Fimisola-Samuel

Seed sower

And so life began
not that i bargained for it
and so i fell flat in the hands of him
brought to the eyes of my carriage
i couldn't understand my lineage
not by choice
but where was marriage
it's door left ajar
by nobody but the gardener.
Seed sower, where are you?
living behind the shadow of my own
for the mirror in which my reflection shone
already broke since love you haven't shown.
Followed her everywhere
learned to be a man
from thinking in the mind of a woman
found solace in the hand
hand of him that sold contraband
though he took me for his own
i learnt all too quickly
how to sell my own,
but really twas eating my freedom
eyes opened being caged
3 days behind bars
yet she was all i owned
seed sower, where were you?
Learnt all too quickly to love
glad i didn't turn out like you
i treat her like mama taught me
she loves me like i love you
but knows me like you'll never know
your absence helped me grow
your actions made me strong
and your words as negative as the were
drove me to whom I am today
all I ask is one day
so you'll say to mama
how much we meant if anything.
For now
your hidden love will suffice.

Fimisola-Samuel