Poetry || Yearning

Famished pages and arid ink
are what I’m left with
I want you. Thoroughly.
Deplete, replenish my paucity
Fill my emptiness
Make sober this drunkenness
You took more than a piece of me
With you the day you left now I see
It was cold
because you made it so
The coolness from deep inside your soul

You were gone before I asked you to stay
to stay for one more day
So much distance between you and I
I question myself why
Would have written a symphony,
sung in harmony
But these words scribbles my pen
Think about me, us and then
I yearn for you
and it is true
I am but a blank book,
fill me with your words
My voice is hoarse
I have called out to you
day and night
with all my might
The way back home I hope you remember
For you to come back to me, I will wait January till December.

©Ajibike O

This poem was written for Imisioluwa. When he told me he was anchoring a poetry show on a radio station in Abuja and wanted me to write something for him, I was glad until he told me the topic. Yearning for a lost lover.

I find it difficult to write about things I can’t feel. Took me about two weeks to cook this up and I’m glad to say that challenge made me slightly better. Perhaps challenges make us better persons. However I couldn’t listen to the show though. Have you ever had the cause to yearn for something or for a lover before? Do share in the comment.

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