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Never again
Will my precious heart will float on
poisonous air of emotions
When love heartbreakingly dissolves
into compounding darkness
That dull senses into lightless sun
roaming in recycled atmosphere of
bitterness and anguish
Like a frighteningly deceptive race
which cruelly outran my mind out of
its thinking race
Till I became sorrow stricken tunnel
pouring lamentations
Tirelessly from the swelling eyes of
my bleeding heart
Never again
Will I be held by dark forces of
melancholic days
By sitting on the breaking wings of
saddened solitude with my dumb
shadow
Reciting my own agonisingly painful
tears as a compassionately stale poem
To the mocking absence of a heartless
demon
That lure my ecstatic heart with
blissful sweetness of purified passion
Only to lead me down the garden of
deathly rejection
Where memories melt into becoming
grotesque roses with engulfing odour
of recurring traumatic pains
Never again
Will I be knocked down by the
heaviest punches of injurious rejection
Like an unwanted homeless rain of
love
Trying to drizzle its gratifying bliss on
the scorching skull of deceitful desert
Waxing stronger with waves of
hatefully demoralising heat
To despairingly repelled the coolness
from the tender feelings blowing
through my loving soul
Never again
Will A-Joke meant to inspire me with
eternal laughter
Be ever allowed again to dissolve into
burning sensation that will choke my
throat
Till my eyes begin to vomit soured
torrents of teary ashes
While my heart is left with its
consuming flames
Which dishearteningly defaced my
shattered spirit with grotesque images
of psychological scars
Tell her I have broken away from her
shackles of demonic lies
Like a reinvigorated moon that left
the blackest hollow of a scary night
Tell her I have risen above the dark
pool of miserable feeling she plunged
my heart into
That have found the strength to
damaged the niggling walls of
sleepless nights
Tell her those meals that once taste
like stones
Are now dancing in my belly waiting
to go on tour inside my latrine
Tell her never again will I entertain
her foregone absence with my
precious tears
For I have left for good her repulsive
armpit of her choking past
Into the beautifully attractive
embrace of my glowing future.
Never again will I rue her loss in
encompassing pains.
By: Alamu's kingdom of poetry
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