Here, written in bold conclave lettering
lies the love that we had.
Etched with an epitaph that reads,
“Beloved, Cherished- not forgotten”.
Memories of us fade away like an obituary
message in a local newspaper.
The remnants of our fleeting romance
and mind blowing sex waste on a
Decorated with overgrown weeds and
wilted flowers, our passion is entangled
around a sticky spider web.
Visions of a shattered future- daunting
reality of wasted time in your cold
embrace come to me in sepia.
Recollections of bliss and ardor dissipate
Scalpels of your deception created
incisions in my head and declared me
I was too blind to decipher the impeding
attack on my consciousness after the
The deceitful proclamations that died
between clenched lying teeth and
pouty lips branded me insecure.
Battling the pain from the abrasions on
my tired body, i enabled your cruelty
and took the blows of your twisted
love like a champ because i was so afraid
of losing you.
Damn! You still left anyway…
For you, i proudly wore the dummy
crown of reproach on my burdened head
while a duplicate of me strutted through
the busy streets adorned with semi precious
stones and a crown befitting a Queen.
I smudged layers and layers of makeup
foundation on my face to conceal my
fake tirade show.
Stabbed in the heart, violated and abused.
Our relationship was blown to smithereens-
pieces of what used to be lingered mid air.
A silent aura enshrouds the cemetery
of wounded love once more.
The weight of your hypocrisy makes
me roll inside my grave.
You brought that woman to mock my
demise with a fake eulogy!
Don’t stain my white marble tombstone
with your contaminated tears.
Let me bask in the goldmine of lost dreams.
I’ll smoke shisha with the dead, throw
dirt at the wind- catch forty winks with
the ghosts of past lovers.
Here, buried within your conscience
lies my funeral mound.
Words carved out in cursive.
“You destroyed me”.