Fallen Apart, But Memories Live

Years gone by since we fell apart

Every sunrise awakes nostalgia

fraught with our checkered love episodes

where we blinded our love’s sights.

Every sunset beckons nightmares

where I battle with phantasmagoria

of our old love adventures.

Every day brings a clear picture

of faraway we are, and

irreconcilable nemeses we have become.

Like a landloper I wander love’s desert

Miles I travel in search of fellowship

Wheel of imagination rides me on a tide of sensation

The tedium of my hunt brings on déjà vu

I see you running in circles

Your feminine aura is still flamboyant

yet your aesthesia is flaccid.

Embers of broken love still burn in your heart

Your poverty of affection is copious

Under your peacock wings

my refuge dangles between the wind and the water

In your eyes I see my vision trickle

like dry leaves drift in harmattan.

When you speak, your tongue is as smooth as eggshell

yet it spits blood as befitted a war-party.

Your lips are as comforting as almond oil

yet your kisses pierce deeply like a sword.

When you smile, underneath your teeth lies

the pains you camouflage in your smiles

I see your heart in your words.

The ghost of lost love still follows me around

I take your memories with me wherever I go

Every night awakes a lonely-hearts feeling in my dream

I sleep with your memories in my heart.

Every day I live like a child deprived of mother’s love

I have become emaciated in spirit

But I will remain in this hopeful lane.

This poem was featured in Issue 2 of Heart & Mind Zine, February (Winter) 2016.

You can read via http://www.heartandmindzine.com/poetry---entries/fallen-apart-but-memories-live