My Star
The vase shies from flowers,
It is rotten and now it smells,
It was molested by the hands that kept it here,
It colours turn pale and now mere,
The keeper promised it a perfect nurture,
To turn it to a garden where it will have a future.
Hello bearer of a the golden circle,
Don't forget the rotation you do as your turn mole,
You promise it a lubricant so the race won't die,
Every word was made at the verge of your tongue,
At the end your heart is empty with no single glue.
Here comes the star that brightens my world,
In my tender heart I put you and got you sealed,
For you are supposed to brighten me inside out,
Now in the darkest part you are not on sight,
Every night you come to me like a mere mirage,
Dreams aren't real I should have known.
Another bomb is yet to explode,
Every secret is a gate way to another,
I spend days meditating on your idea of forever,
You are just another dream but I overdose,
Now I am intoxicated while you feel none,
My star isn't lucky with the one it chose.
In the clumsy night, I see the man after my heart,
His hands wrapped round me but heart chases another,
It wasn't clear but now it's not longer a might,
The more I stay the more distance we are,
My star isn't lucky with its choice,
My racing heart stops where the past detect the present,
His ex writes the pages of my love life.
©Yusuf Muyibat Avosuahi
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Hmmmm... Unlucky star ?
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