Retrieved Solace
My love of memories falls
So many a image to hold on
They drain down infinitely
Never to stop my hoping heart
Like manna from heaven
Measured my desire even
My mind said six
But the best is seven
I overlooked the ratings of what we once shared
So long without ago
So far without away
Present in the third eyes
I rather use that sight
Now I cuddle safe in the arms of our past
And when the dark reality burn my inner
I sip your image down my mind
Knowing that you're there
I feel secured from
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BillNwabuko
Bill Chima Nwabuko is a liberian writer, who writes both prose and poetry . His father is a nigerian and mother is a Sierra Leonean but he consider himself a Liberian for he believes that Liberia has played a key role in shaping his life as a person and thus he owes his life and alligance to her. His writings are mostly emotional, rangingfrom pain, delight, dilemma and so forth
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