Heartthrob Poem by Adedamola Quadri Adeniyi

HEARTTHROB

My grave shall mourn you,
The wind will stress you,
The sky shall shower evil on you,
But I will love you.

Today shall tell you, of tomorrow
How you broke me overnight.
And the melody of my broken love
Became the rhythm of nonentity.

My words shall hunt you,
My cry shall torment you
But the broken promise shall woe you.

I pray in the name of love,
May sweet bitterness befall you.
May the rain-full thunder strike you.
May you die to live late.

I supplicate for duplicate,
May she be of no you,
May my words feed her
Because I love you.

(C) Adedamola Quadri Adeniyi
All Right Reserved 2017.