Below is the poem entitled Crushed by love which was written by poet
Okonkwo. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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Never have I been this crushed!
At first sight your amorous bronzed figure
Triggered a trip hop in my medulla
The cadence resonated like a trip hammer
My mind twisted and went blank
But your name remained; recalcitrant to be wiped.
Ab initio falling for you seemed like a chimera
No matter how I tried to cocoon my emotions
They resurfaced on the liquid of reality.
Stuck within the four walls of my emotions
Writing became a mirage.
On the fabric of my mind my ink dried up
Yet not enough piece written.
My young mind became a convoluted surface
My thoughts walk in disjointed paces
I sulk anytime I see men around you
As my brain softly make a slushy shrill cry.
Like the winters chill my fatigue soul freezes
Like the deserts sun my feeble mind heats
Like a virus you invaded my whole being
Disturbed my mind; broke my bones;
And weakened my toughness.
With your mystical aura you dazzled my roving eyes
And left my heart floating in deep water of jealousy.
Your suspense has left variegated roulettes
In my heart as my blood trickles in clots
Your quietness sets up an inferno burning up my veins
You deny my love like I live in tainted shrine
You put me on probation in a theatre of war
Amid gladiators I fight to conquer
Any second I spend I lose my war to rivals
It all seems like your hype to pull away from me.
Though I feel like I’m waiting for a gig
That will never be performed
I see a rainbow of assurance haloed on your head
Beclouding my doubts.
I was star struck at the sight of your Peacock elegance
In peacock blue your bronzed figure glow like an iridescent butterfly
Even if beauty fades yours will remain a peacock ore
In the world of princesses you’re a phoenix
In the land of mortals your angelic beauty exists for all eternity
You’ve decorated your heart with distinct shades in mosaic
Hush I tripped and I fell; I need your hands to get up
I hope we don’t end up in the rhythm of ballad of Barbara Allen?
Dedication to YOU...............