The night seems too long,
& it feels like the day will break not.
Reminiscing about those especial moments.
All the tranquil nights, when
everything about us used to be right.
The night seems too long, galloping
behind the evening tide, but
the thought of us keeps me on; the
good-old days when we would have all the fun.
Dewy-eyed I get, knowing those sublime times are gone
Flawed humans we are,
Though powerful minds we have, meant to be
responsible for our greatness. Alas
and alack, they make memories linger on
& on, to become our weakness
We’re miles apart, like heaven and earth. Even the
strongest magnet is powerless on us. Nonetheless, I hope
this gets to you, wherever you are. & know
my heart, in its full bloodiness,
Still craves & yearns for you.
Photo by Lakshya Thakur on Unsplash
About the author:
Olayioye Keji Akintunde, studies Pharm.D at the University of Ibadan, Ibadan, Nigeria. His writing explores the self, contradiction and contemporary realities. Besides Pharmacy and Poetry, he’s fascinated by sport and good music. He’s nicknamed Catechol.
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