I Will Be Waiting... Poem by Owoeye Taiwo Bisola

I Will Be Waiting...

Rating: 5.0


From dawn till dusk, I will be waiting for that pink arrow of love to strike my heart twice,
I will be stalling under the starlit sky to listen to the fluttering of her wings above my head,
The god of love has flipped through the pages of my requests sodden with my stormy tears,
The heart that used to beat in symphonies is splattered to the floor now in bloody circles,
The vibrating voices of my ancestors to my ears about folktales of love are voiceless now.

The skin of the soil is rotten with the famine of love rooting inside my embittered soul,
I refused to adhere to the voices of my ancestors, now their tales haunts me at night,
I'm still tarrying for love to play a game of hide_and_seek with me, I hope she wins,
That chubby cute angel of light has sprinkled pixel dusts mingled with petals on my paths,
Now it's left to me to write my visions with an inky tip, pellucid and plain upon my frail table.

©DECHOSEN1🌹

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