My heart is burning,

arteries are sizzling because

you are no more here

to make me fall below zero

Ever since you threw my

heart into the furnace,

it was burning in vehement resentment

burning in pain

burning in sorrow

frying in the oil of disappointment

Whenever I went to bed,

my heart would scream,

asking me who would be the next

to give it rest,

well as I shrieked, I was confused,

the stars began to fall

till my world went dark...

the power-cut of my life,

all was dead,

no life,

no power.

                       By Kakraba Afful