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Art in Sorrow II
Art in Sorrow II
Art in Sorrow II
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Art in Sorrow II

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Art of sorrow II is the second collection of poems by Ayodeji Melefa with different styles touching on different subjects and themes such as love, pain, romance, death, depression, happiness and shame.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherBookRix
Release dateJul 9, 2023
ISBN9783755446521
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    Art in Sorrow II - Ayodeji Melefa

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    Art of sorrow II is the second collection of poems by Ayodeji Melefa with different styles touching on different subjects and themes such as love, pain, romance, death, depression, happiness and shame.

    Art in Sorrow

    Art in Sorrow II

    Scars that bleed

    It’s sad watching myself change. 

    My heart which was once warm, and welcoming has become cold and displeasing. 

    I feel pain as my heart fails to pump desires due to scars and cuts it has acquired. 

    Even plasters meant to hold slip off when my heart pumps faster when tempted by a desire. 

    I cry tears that freeze before they roll out. 

    Shattering! as they hit the ground 

    as my being gets colder, 

    and unbearable for people to touch.

    And so, I return to my cave where I once was. My bed waiting to welcome me, 

    silence mocking me, 

    echoes mimicking me, 

    and ropes and chains taunting me 

    as I decide which one to use to end the misery.

    But then I meet a surgeon 

    who had mercy. 

    She welcomed me with open arms, 

    gave prescriptions 

    and checked in daily.

    I prepare for my surgery happily 

    as I walk through nervously 

    foreseeing the healing beyond. 

    And when I lay on the bed to rest, 

    I die in love. 

    I wake up after the surgery, 

    feeling more pain than ever. 

    And then I realize, 

    Surgeons make deeper cuts 

    and leave the biggest scars.

    So now I walk around daily with doses of anesthesia to numb the pain. Putting plasters on bleeding scars. 

    Feeling nothing. 

    Losing hope.

    Having nothing to hold on to 

    but a heart with bleeding scars.

    Broken

    Time flies.

    Before you know it,

    one finds himself lost

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