When my spinal cord clench for the loss of its spanner.

When my lungs longs for you and my heart beats after you.

To the jazz music sounding brutal inside my brain just to keep you at bay.

To the incantation lines of love I chant every midnight -to hide you in the delicate part my soul.

To me –
When my words scream like a mutter which none can hear.

To my daily supplication made unto you as the deity of my life.

Won’t you listen,
To the dearth of toxic in my system that only you can provide water to?

——-Please listen, to my waving hands calling for your attention where surrogate cannot enter.

Listen, to th–e stream in my ey–es, making welcome your warmth that travelled years back. For a day without you is like 3 decades in the pit of hell.

Adekunle Writes

Published by Adekunle Writes

Adekunle is the author of a poetry collection, 'Arise Nigeria'. A young writer, Adekunle is a correspondent at Church Times Newspaper and Contributing Editor for Interviews at OPEN: Journal of Arts and Letters. He's the recipient of Daily Trust Newspaper's Poet of the week, January 2019. Follow me on Instagram on Adewunmi

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