CRINGES

CRINGES


Caved in this tomb,
dim, faint and gloom
as darkness illuminates the room
these taunting shadows evoke,
I crack as a yolk.
Transmogrified into moscow,
it begins to snow in my soul,
drenched to my sole,
drowning, sinking, shivering
frozen and cringing
the vanity of life is bewildering.
Pierced and punctured
yet inflated by mental torture.
Memories flash as I picture 
you from the past,
this hurt will forever last.
Thoughts of you,
fresh as the morning dew.
Glancing through your portraits in the frame
the world has lost a beautiful dame.
Peeping from the window
wishing you'd smile back from the rainbow,
staring back  right into my eyes
nothing but the blue skies.

Now you are free,
soon it will be me
joining you in oblivion,
the peaceful dominion.
                                 


                                                     In Loving Memory
                                                       DEBOLA OJENIYI
                                                         1989-2013