My Idle Grief Poem by Phenomenal Giftson Asunluya

This is the few words
To my world
That never left a word
Or even an echo to me
Prior to her death
In my head

The thread of life is secateured
Withered without you
Frozen chills engulfed my heart
I cannot feel myself anymore
Could I ever live harmoniously
Throughout the rest of my life
As a single monologue without you?
How long will I have to tread
In this negligible life until we meet again?

O'death!
What a living sickle dead
Had I not intermingle
To grasp the fickle death of life?

This is the few words
To my world, my beloved queen.