A Deceitful Dream
Her whispers walked into my heart like whirlwind at twilight,
each phrase turned to the solemn sentences
like the lines of a graveyard farewell,
those metalic words stirred the cloud
and melted into teardrops in my skies.
''It's over, don't bother to ask why,
you are a nice guy... goodbye" She muttered.
with insane innocence garnishing her face
she rendered the terrible lines.
Behind her sour and sensual smiles,
waves of words popped up like missles.
The stars could not contain the storm,
they became blurred at dusk,
the flowers of our first night fell
under the fountain of fears.
The roof over our four year old tower
is being carted away by the whirlwind.
I stammered like a lad that finds it hard
to learn his mother tongue,
the tears at the gate followed each words
as they burst from the hall of hurts,
'' this is is not fair enough,
You know I do nott deserve this'' I blabbed.
Like the proverbial dog
deaf to the hunter's whistle in the forest,
she braised up to respond,
twisting her tongue in a kiss mode,
and with that same first smile that stole my heart,
she dealt the final blow:
the bombs landed on my heart safely
and raised the dust of despair, she said
'' spare me those rhetorics, I am fed up,
it's final, get that into your poetic skull''.
I sank into my sofa, as I watched
her shadow walked out of the door.
Eact teardrop left a trail, my tongue had a lion share
of it's taste and my pillow had the better share of the fountain.
The morning breeze carressed my lips,
the orange sunlight stole through the curtains,
I felt her warm arms all over me
as I woke up to find her right by my side,
with roses all around the bed.
It dawned on me, that I never lost her after all.
It was a dream in deciet.
Copyright © Adeleke Adeite | Year Posted 2017
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