tapping healing from void. adjust.
Don't leave me to the south side.
Even a sun-basking duck can tell my cut is opening into a well.
1 year— gardens, butterflies fed my stares, but
When the exit of your silhouette leaked in, it jabbed the scene/ bled my heart dousing in stomach.
I applied the clock to tick tock away anguish, birth a healing.
Guess what?
Clock ticked backwards— pain heaping to an Everest at the garden, now a 'sanctuary of horrors.'
2 years— you returned to me sober, and
Healing became the blue skies,
The air I breathe.
It shoved into the wells on my skin,
Brimming it to happy.
Again, butterflies wafted roof.
3 years— you slid into grave, and
Not through a back door this time.
Now, who's able to stage my healing?
For, what is healing if there isn't a pain to be healed?
A happy soul needs no healing
A sad soul needs healing.
Let the will to heal be me, not a torso— potion— skies
For— torsos return to sand,
Blue skies gets engulfed by dusk.
Let healing be my tongue— keeping my lips moist, a quick lick.
Even a sun-basking duck can tell my cut is opening into a well.
1 year— gardens, butterflies fed my stares, but
When the exit of your silhouette leaked in, it jabbed the scene/ bled my heart dousing in stomach.
I applied the clock to tick tock away anguish, birth a healing.
Guess what?
Clock ticked backwards— pain heaping to an Everest at the garden, now a 'sanctuary of horrors.'
2 years— you returned to me sober, and
Healing became the blue skies,
The air I breathe.
It shoved into the wells on my skin,
Brimming it to happy.
Again, butterflies wafted roof.
3 years— you slid into grave, and
Not through a back door this time.
Now, who's able to stage my healing?
For, what is healing if there isn't a pain to be healed?
A happy soul needs no healing
A sad soul needs healing.
Let the will to heal be me, not a torso— potion— skies
For— torsos return to sand,
Blue skies gets engulfed by dusk.
Let healing be my tongue— keeping my lips moist, a quick lick.
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BIO:
Njikonye Charles N. graduated from Federal Science and Technical College, Orozo, Abuja. He writes stories, poems and blog posts. He enjoys watching films, reading and doing researches online. His works have appeared in NantyGreens, Qwenu and others.
Njikonye Charles N. graduated from Federal Science and Technical College, Orozo, Abuja. He writes stories, poems and blog posts. He enjoys watching films, reading and doing researches online. His works have appeared in NantyGreens, Qwenu and others.
