A-Way

January 4, 2023

This wind has been winding and howling.

Many moons have passed since our love emerged,

like a bunny eating honey.

I could tell of it, replay the cracked blue blurry disk again as

Time and tide tickled the world.

My home was fire in water burning furiously.

All I wanted was to love: is that too much to ask?Β 

 

Now I patch the white sand at seashore,

All alone;

I envy the sound of the happy rushing waters.

How did I give up on you?

Why did I not tell the world that what I had felt was love-

The love I longed for?

The love we ought to seek for….Β 

 

Though I know you are away now, and I’m lateΒ 

To make a way to you.

 

Ilemobayo OjoIlemobayo Ojo is a Nigerian writer whose works have appeared in Firebrand Magazine, Agape Review, WHI anthology, Sledgehammer Nnoko, Enceladus Magazine,The Beautiful Mind and elsewhere.

 

 

 

Featured ImageΒ by Caique Nascimento on Unsplash

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