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Frederic Kwesi Great Agboletey
LOVE DISINTEGRATES
Love disintegrates into a thousand shards
Of shattered bits of broken
pottery
Let lose in a monumental outburst
Of stored grievances-
Tired we all are of role playing
Pretending
to experience joys long expiated
Emotions no longer held tender-
Ripping apart the bare semblance of affectation
Our jangled nerves are exposed
Raw and sensitive-
Cold sheets draped over hard surfaces
Arms that have grown
cold
Hearts that have hardened-
Frozen faces becalmed in twisted anger
Refusing with calm stubbornness
To
reach out-to heal-
In the sacred secretness
Of hidden inner recesses
We shed our cold tears-
Love's senseless
babble
Has turned our steady studied gravity
Into heaving bundles of tumbled naiveties-
Emotions of pain that
hang unto us,
Ripping our fragile cages of pretense,
Our souls bared for self-assessment -
In otherwise weighty
matters
We consider to reconsider
In the cold light of reality-
That this road has come to an end
In bramble
bushes and thorns
Bruised souls, heaving breasts and bleeding hearts-
We extricate our battered emotions
With
studied blandness
Weeping in quiet corners of unlighted inner confinements-
Our hardened cold hands
Hearts beating
with un-abating pain
Rubbing to painful rawness; inconsequences-
Of shared humaneness
Meeting in the aftermath
As
we hope for reprieve from ourselves-
Our weakness,
The pride that consumes
Refusing to let go-
We commit
by omission
Leaving behind only the bitterness
Of the moment-
In a refreshing pool
Of lingering bitterness
we float in the aftermath
Of things that have lost their beauty-
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