Best Poems Written by Margaret Ajakaiye

Train 20

Its been taken,lost, buried.
Non existent
The ashes crushed and grey gather in my palms
A faded pretty picture 
The sweetest ... Bitter
A wisp of memory brushes past 
Caught by my the strands of coil on my head
By the touch of scalp 
My heart begins to beat red,pink,orange 
Living 
Wide eyes 
Bones of steel 
But as quickly as it came 
It return on its journey 
Dancing in the glint of the sun 
My eyes clinging on 
Following into the sun and poured back into my sockets 
High bury and Islignton
Left with blue and smothered in black 
the road of independence awaits 
Ice for muscle, sharpened bones the human bleeds
Confusion stands behind the yellow line
Wisps of memory pass once more
A wounding memory 
Caresses an iron cheek
But Without refuge,it dances again to the sun 
The violent heart darkens black 
For what are memories in the dark
Light blown out by the sigh of the weak 
The present serves the grey and strong 
Colourless life
Hackney central 
Dreamless sleep.

Copyright © Margaret Ajakaiye | Year Posted 2015