To everyone dealing with an unrequited love, listen to this song first before reading my poem! (Boys2Men)👈👈👈👈

Silly me!

Yes, Silly me!

I remember vividly telling this hollow heart of mine never to awaken
This grotesque of emotions I struggle to decipher
Here I am now reliving it and throwing tantrums at Love
The only essence my heart still beats for you

How I wish I could tell this heart to stop
Did love ask me to make myself a fool?
Or mine wasn’t enough to debunk the cliche of wise men about love?
Did love ask me to day-dream about the impossible
To leave my heart as a remnant of questions whose answers you have in store?

Yet I still wonder the patience I get just to hold on

We’ve been at this for far too long
Can you just tell me what my itching ears need to know already
You can’t deny you have the left piece
Of our right to peace in the heart

I feel starved
When you touched me
I felt alive and a woman
I felt alive and yours
I felt alive and wished it was forever in your arms
However, love thrives on wills rather than on wishes.

You’re the reason I update my timeline with strange insignificant messages I wouldn’t budge to read on a regular day
You’re the heavy traffic on a Monday morning, you piss me off a lot.
Yet I still wonder the patience I get just to hold on

On Tuesdays at prayer meetings, when my eyes are closed, I sense your presence and your image pops up a lot.
You make me break the very first and second commandments of God
I know He’s a jealous God but I can’t help it

You’re the laughter at a weak joke I have with my girlfriends every Wednesday evenings You brighten my day. You’re my shade on a rainy day,
you have my back dry.
You’re the bank alert on a bad day, you lit my soul
You do

Please do not hold back from me the very support I need for life.
It may sound unrealistic to you
But even if I could survive a day without you
I want to still live it with you
Let’s make it sound realistic
I’m tired of imaginations and poetic license
I’m tired of rhyming words that have no answers.

Just look me straight in the eye
Stand before pupils who can’t lie about the light of love you shine on me
Sometimes all I want to do is lay next to you
And listen to the beat of your heart
I just want to close my eyes
And fall asleep in your arms whenever I find it hard sleeping
I just want to feel you inside me and forget about the world and its cares

Even if you couldn’t give me all that my heart seeks
I pray thee grant thy maiden with the sanity of a heart to love again

Poetessakosua & Wisdom knot

This Match isn’t Heavenly Made!

Listen to this song before reading my poem.


Do you want me to continue a story that has no reality?
I’m certain this match you intend to create is not a heavenly made
Somehow, your flirty charisma managed to awaken my muse- a dead muse has been haunting
Now, I see myself stuttering all the time.

It’s like when I first met you;
my shyness wouldn’t let me be.
My tongue has left my mouth;
my hormones have betrayed me.
Adrenaline is reacting negatively,
and dopamine rarely makes any sense.

My tear glands are rather unleashed pouring out acidic tears on my cheeks:
tears that I didn’t budget for.
I should be ranting prayers for God’s perfect creation
But here I am second guessing myself
Lying to my hollow heart and being so hard on it for nothing
I must say, your charm is deceitful
Working together so hard on this weakling mind of mine
But just like an ordinary writer, I fall for this! “Peeves”

I am caught in the shadow of time:
I am drowned in fear:
fear of the daunting distance;
fear to live only with memories;
fear of the obvious unexpected.
Don’t think of me as a weakling,
I am only young, with a slippery mind.
Too many thoughts pace the path of my mind.

When will time heal this charm
When will geography close this particular Chapter?
I don’t want to have anything to do with you- isn’t this so simple to understand?
Can my writings make up for the warmth of your presence?
I am confused; I am concussed; I am helpless!
I have many questionable answers than answerable questions —
I’ll defer my questions until further notice.
I have been ranting and writing…or maybe my words are a waste to you. Communicating no message.

So let my emotions comfort me.
So stop playing games with my mind.
My emotions get a better part of me
I don’t need you to harden them
Need I say more? I’m patient to a fault!
I write and fail to speak like the way I write.
Isn’t that strange to you…

I am unencumbered by the vexatious songs of sinister birds:
Songs that reverberate that my wait for you is a wait in vain.
I’ve corked my ears to negative thoughts,
But God, be my witness- I have had enough of this Charade.
because I’m certain that this match isn’t heavenly made.

Poetry by : Poetessakosua

Image: Sandra Addo’s Gallery