Ovbokhan Okuonghae Poet ABC

Heart of a Broken Daughter

Miserable was the word
I was so disheartened
That I thought I wasn't her ward
I tightened my face
So that the river in my eyes would not flow
And the pain I feel inside will not show

She curse me everyday
yet, I don't know the cause
      I ask,
What is my offence?
That I may give my defence,
Where have I go wrong?
That makes her unravel what is in her tongue

Oh! 
How I wish!
How I wish I know the one that makes me his world,
I would have long be gone
Before she say another word
 A word capable of making me think 
Thinking of the unthinkable

Sitting in front of the table,
I told my creator
To tear me away from her
I no longer want to be in her presence
Her presence present me with tension

Although I pay attention
To her every action
I refuse to follow her ways
Her ways her hails
Capable of making me wail

This is my promise
I pray I don't miss it
I must rise
So high
Higher than I ask for
100 billion will be the least amount
I will send to her account
So that she will realize
Her curse her mere words with no backing!

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Beata Agustin November 27, 2024 at 1:43 AM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.