The Widow

The widow My love for any woman is gone Buried and sealed in a grave no one can open Lost in world full of people Idle minded i stand, an empty heart in hand With no one who can tender to it I am a widow; my love for any woman has died Dead and never to be awaken again I am a widow whose emotions are no more A heart left with wounds of betrayal Fighting off the hands trying to reach out to render love No more counting those stars Putting on my black suit for i am a widow A forbidden fruit no one wants to bite Lost energy to love again, no need for recharge Tears have dried and body shivers have seized No more at war to fight for love again Time heals wounds; it seems mine are not closing up Hopeless stares at all the relationships thrown in my way I am a widow who cares not for love Sacrificed what needed sacrifice Did everything in power to please Now I bury my love, tears flooding my eyes I cry, i cry for my heart to beat again Forgotten how it feels to share love I am a widow with a storm of sadness packed inside my soul Which no one can thaw down…. I refuse to love again, for i cannot stand heartache Am done with love, forever i will remain a widow. Written by Tawona Ranganawa