Loneliness Poem by duke perry abrokwa

As my dinner get ready
I realize the dinner table is empty
The house sounds as dead as the grave yard
No whisper of your voice and that's driving me mad
Truly, this wasn't how I picture my world to be
Now, Loneliness is what I see.

I pictured rose petals and candel lights
Romantic dinner tables, wine in our sights
Especially when the kids are asleep
We laugh, kiss make our love flow
As we dance to the jazz sounds at the background.

We wake up the next day
Nothing to pay
It's like fairytale that say
You and I alone the way
-It's happy every after.

This is just my creation
Infused by my imagination
Escalating my loneliness
I need your forgiveness.