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WINTER ON A SATURDAY AFTERNOON

One day it happened

That day I couldn’t have expected it

That day, the hues of the sky burned in brick red and dark shades of violet

Chirps vanished from the beak of wee birds

Crickets from the shy grasses that had frozen over in cold sweat

Even the fine morning breeze came with the foul smell of Hades

That day I should have known

*

One day it happened

That day I asked her to be my right hand

To steal the beat from my heart every morn

I asked her with a ring in my hand

One knee to the ground, I was a gentleman at every turn

That day it happened, smiles vanished from the face of babes

Not a cheer in the air, no warmth on her face

That day I should have known

*

I can’t do this, her hair flips in the wind

I love you but I can’t do this, this said through lips so sweet

Father has given my hand away to the King

Mother is spewing the news on the street

On that day, it happened

My heart froze over

Tears turn to ice before they hit my cheeks

Winter knows no cold like a shattered heart

That day I should have known

*

Today it happened

The sun has lost its fierceness and can no longer keep me warm

The heat of a thousand coals seems to bring more chill

Today I am dead

My heart has forgotten its rhythm

My mind wonders in forbidden places

My skin covered in ten feet of numbness

My eyes dead to the rear of the skull

Today I am dead

Dead to the love my heart lived for

Today it is happening

Today I know winter has just begun

Written by John Ronie


About shakespeareanwalter

Walt Shakes(@Walt_Shakes) is an award-winning Nigerian writer, poet and veteran blogger. He is a lover of the written word. the faint whiff of nature, the flashing vista of movies, the warmth of companionship and the happy sound of laughter.

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13 comments

  1. Awww! Johnny, come to me. I’ll turn your Winter to Summer. I’m available biko.

  2. And that is how another sad love song came into existence.
    Nice piece, JR.

  3. Hian! Like seriously, Hian!

  4. Beautuful poem! Had a nice read.

  5. Wow…
    Some poetical lines will just make one to be doing marathon ? ? ? thinking
    This is succinct Ronnie.
    Thanks for sharing Waltz

  6. what a poem! so sad!

  7. Muhammad Abdulqawiyu

    Welcome to the Frozen Hearts club, compadre. We got lots and lotsa Kleenex to weep into.

  8. “Winter knows no cold like a shattered heart” I love that line.

    Powerful!

  9. Jeez! Never knew you could write poetry so well! This is amazin! Well done!

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