You buried my soul deep into

the inner core of the earth

and now the fiendish magma

rises to burn it with ease,

now my arteries melt

in this romantic disease

My spirit cries,

trailing, lingering home

and the tears just wash my whole

world away,

my mind, plunged into oblivion,

I'm a walking forgotten soul,

the shades of my eyes, turn

colourless, transparent as emptiness,

because I have lost the power

to fathom the eyes that gave me rest

Now I am a slave

to your callous departure,

confidence, crippled, battered and bruised,

my being, denounced from the world,

like it never even existed

You, my talisman have let me,

and I am now powerless,

shrouded with defeat

and wearing the sackcloth of sadness,

my tears are unending,

a melancholic waterfall.

                                              By Kakraba Afful