THAT TIME OF THE YEAR
Here it comes again
The day of Cupid`s ardent disciples
Ears swayed by sweet words
Eyes swayed by curvaceousness
Here it comes again
The few days before that day
Flimsy excuses, Unseen calls
And we get a break up text
Here it comes again
On the D day
Phones miraculously develop faults
Faults that`ll self-repair the day after
Here it comes again
The day of Lover`s reckoning
When we know who is First
And who is playing second fiddle
Here it comes again
When sweet mouths take sway
And virgin thighs give way
Then virgin hearts get broken
Here it comes again
The flirty touches and safe pecks
His hands hand over the ATM card
She flicks and drains it dry
Here it comes again
When the truly single
Will bemoan their single state
And long for one to call theirs
Here it comes again
When the friend-zoned
Will make another bold attempt
A trial at saving face
Here it comes again
When the Best Game players
Choose the best team
From the numerous teams available
And so it comes again
When you look at me and ask for Mine
And I boldly retort, just for peace`s sake
I`m single, I have no One
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
What happens when Philosophy meets with very vivid imagination?
Emmanuel Ibekwe is ‘who’ happens. I am a graduate of the University of
Ibadan, but, still a student of the School of Imagination situated
inside my world, I love penning down abstract thoughts poetically or
if need be, in an article. I guess that’s what happens when Philosophy
meets with Creativity and the willingness to express it.
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