Our first encounter,
Was on a sunny afternoon.
When the sly hands of fate and the world;
Colluded to test my limits.
Dear lord! Did they try?
I thought to lit a flame
Of hope one last time.
Till it turned into a story with a shoulder tap.
In that moment, the jokes were on fate.
it seemed, till you dashed the little embers of hope I summoned.
And for the umpteenth time.
I walked away — shoulders sagged.
Little did I know,
It was a beginning,
of a rollercoaster journey
And what a ride it was!
The turbulence of words
And whiplashes of complexities.
Of signs accompanied with fears
Of the unknown and what “could.”
I constantly lit a torch of hope,
With burnt fingers I continued.
Until my frazzled mind came to my rescue.
And with a strengthened resolve I let go.
“It wasn’t easy, it took a toll.”
I explained with a lazy smile
As my heart cracked into tiny pieces.
You allegedly couldn’t seem to decide.
No! scratch that,
You didn’t know what you wanted,
Or if I was worth the risk,
Valid fears I reckon; But I am and always will be worth it.
It hurt, nonetheless.
Because it’s been a while.
Such a violent volcano of feelings
Visited my doorsteps.
I wished it stayed a bit
For warmth and comfort.
As each night bleeds
Slowly into a new day.
if my mind was rash
And my hands too hasty
And my eyes, an insane artist.
Who conned me,
With enthralling images.
And of course your heart,
So beautiful, it made me a believer.
But the heart never lies,
it danced to your rhythm
while irrythmically screaming
“Caution, young lady.”
With a fragile soul,
I pen this ode,
as the sun winks at me,
three miles away. Adieu.
Melody Tobi-Makinde ©’21