Chapter 1
Ajoke I need you now and you're not here.
Ajoke you stole my heart and ran away
Ajoke please come back home I need you now.
Ajoke I know you are gone, but we'll meet again.
Ajoke please take my hands I need your touch.
Ajoke it hurts to know you are gone forever 😭
Ajoke remember you promised never to let go 😟
Ajoke my life is a mess without your love 😍
Ajoke just tell me why you had to go?
Ajoke I promise never to love another
Ajoke I know where you are you are smiling now.
Ajoke no matter how long it takes, we must meet again.
My heart 💓 is empty
My blood is cold
My eyes are hot
My tears 😭 are dried
My lips are wet
My hands ✋ are shaking
My legs cant walk
One week without food
My stomach is empty, yet I'm not hungry
Oh death why???
Thou art wicked
Thou art a jailer
Ajoke remember that night when you kissed my lips for the very first time
And I almost fainted out of shock.
Ajoke remember what I said the very
first day I saw you,
I said you are too fat for my liking,
You got angry and went the whole day without food.
But then I could not go a day without seeing that fat body of yours.
And I could also not stay a day without hearing your sweet, sexy, delicious voice.
Ajoke remember what you said the very
First time you opened your mouth to speak to me.
You just said
I Will Think About It
.
Ajoke remember those days when we fantasies about our wedding,
I said it will be Ajoke+Holy=HolyAjoke.
I can go on an on reminiscing about the past,
But it wont bring you back
I wonder what it feels like to lie motionless in a casket of sorrow, sadness and pain.
I always taught we could be together.
But death came and put asunder.
Oh death I say go back to your sender,
Go and bring my priceless jewel back to her beholder,
So she can lean on me and even rest on my shoulder.
Ajoke words can't be enough to describe how I feel
You came into my life and awaken the sleeping talent of writing in me.
Now that you are gone I can't write anymore.
What is writing without you?
Writing is useless without you
From today I say goodbye to writing.
Writing is incomplete without you
But just before I say goodbye to writing,
I will write just one last poem
Which I'll read for you when I get to heaven.
Rest in peace is not for you
Rest in peace is hard to say
But rest in peace I have to say
You are dead and buried
But in my heart you still live on forever.
The End
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