{ORIGINAL POETRY} STRANDED ON MY WAY BACK TO YOU
Somewhere high up in the Sky there
How did I long forgotten I belong to you?
How did I allowed some subconscious turn of event caught me in its hurricane
And left me black and blue
I was insensible, Subdued and Susceptible
Rain became Persistent leaving desert seas unkept
I was splintered, all I left untouched left me torn apart clinging with bleeding hands
Barely still alive breathing
Found your words in Scrabble sealed in scripture pages buried in cryptic dark imperceivable light
How did I miss it?
I recalled it's message though in rough old pages is still as good as new
I was passive Strong willed how could I have missed my way back to you?
If you're a Judge Now am at your Mercy
For I was certain if I had seen it coming
I would have started running back at the starting line
I have moved unsteadily, left my gift at the altar to make peace with you over this beautiful Mistake
Now there's this sickening feeling of remorse being replaced by the fluids in my veins
A feeling in my chest that you're going to love me less when I explained this ordeal to you
But for all I have known about you
You're never one to keep a Record
A record to hold against me
I have been unsteadily swayed back and forth floating like a Feather
Waiting to be reborn while Roaming Anxiously
Though Stranded on my way back home but left with my wishful thinking
That you would gazed in my eyes and embrace me in your splendor and Grace.
By
Darlington Lloyd Adimoha (Darlingcashflows)
(Stranded On My Way Back To You)
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The beauty of poetry is the message behind it. There are lots of energy in motion going on. Its like bringing all your emotions together in a single small space