Relics Of Athanasia Poem by Uche Nwanze

Some are forgotten
Some were never here
Some never left
I hear your Heartbeat in the fury of the storms
I listen to your sweet melody in the whisper of the birds
I smell the fragrance of your body in the scent of the daisy
All that remains is feeble memories
I hear the harmony of your symphony in the chorus of the sparrows
I feel the beautiful tears of your fears in the August rains
I taste the sweetness of your lips in the air i breathe
Like my shadow you stray behind me
In the radiance of the ageless sun I see your infectious smile
I feel the vibe of your laughter in the clatter of the winds
I see the wisdom of your folly in the epicenter of my dreams
All that remains are fossils of your fatality
Albeit gone from this sphere the relics of your immortality t'is canonised in our hearts