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Sweet Memories

Sweet memories is a poem by Eterigho Oghenekome Humphrey
Memories, don't ask me of the last names I loved

Memories, don’t ask me of the last names I loved-
Tell winds to halt echoing their whispers to my head;
For my travelling feet leave them behind each year-
Away from my eye’s sight, they drop like tears
And fall on earth of coasts the old-salt in me must flee,
Like teardrops never to Revisit eyes they fell from again
So my feet must never revisit last coasts they mounted-
Though lips that own those names are gone,
Envoys of pain still let their sweet words sail on
Hellish ships from coasts of past-love to my eardrum-
Each envoy that visits my Ocean-wandering-head
Retells me that I shall never see the sweet past again-
I wish I can towel river that permits those hellish ships
Lending wings to butterflies that leave tears on my cheek
Each time they perch with brightly colored wings;
For ere I play with those sweet-winged-butterflies
They flap their wings and sail back to hell
Reminding me that they are ghosts of the past-
Aye, how can sweet things hail from hell?
How can diabetes hail from sweet sugar?
Why are sweet memories indeed bitter?”

©Eterigho Oghenekome Humphrey.
First published by Literary Yard.


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