My Torture Poem by Abubakar Aliyu

Fragmented memories stoked,
In a shelter of love.
A dreamland i lived,
Dwelling in a memory of,
A white dove,
I gat hold of.
Love, i showed,
Wrapped with care.
Dreaming of us together.
Breaking the ice with trust.

Beau,
She called me,
With much adulation.
Lighted is my life,
For that is all i could wish for,

With more devotion,
Comes fondness,
Tight we became,

But! ! !
Some things just don't last,
From a happy loving time,
Evolve the unspeakable,
West, is where things went.
Taking by surprise.

A fair goodbye i deserved,
But never was it a
Happy ending.

Left! ! !
With fragments of memories,
Of which i dwell every second,
Starting with a smile,
With tears it ended.
Leaving me with wishes.

Wishing
To tell you more,
To love you more,
To show you more,
And be with you,
Sealed together.

But fragmented is the memory,
And this is my prolonged torment,
Enduring it for so long,
With no hope of,
Any happiness,
Depressed i sound,
But still looking for elixir.

Peace to you my love,
And rest in peace.