CANDY CURE
So much have I grown
To be the woman you would never know
Lying though your lot may be
Despite the love you so received
And the care that showered like rain on you.
See! My body you see, you will see no more.
Know it! The love you got, like drought, it has ceased.
That voice sweet like the bird's, for it your ears shall yearn.
And now, here I sit with a gaze on the one I now desire.
Wondering how I overcame your hurt
And let loose that past and acquired this present.
That heavy heart now a light flying feather.
That soaked eyes now as dry as a desert.
Like a bird let off its long-living.
So have I become in the present days.
So have I become in the present days.
Then my tongue cried quo vadis.
But now my lips shouts gracias for leaving!
Written by Onyeneke Obiageli Stella 17/7/2015