Poem: A Disaster.

The inconvenience

Of losing you,

From losing sleep,

To losing my mind.

_____________________

The disaster

Of a fall so steep,

That one’s remains

Would be hard to find.

_____________________

I mourn the loss

Of my upright sanity,

Which has now given way

To bloody gravity.

_____________________

Forgotten tears

Now overflow,

Like Whitney Houston asked:

Where do broken hearts go?

_____________________

The sweet luxury

Of tender romance

Has been eclipsed

By a heart’s somber dance.

_____________________

Written by

Ivie M. Eke 2019.

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