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There’s No Love Here | A Poem by Echezonachukwu Nduka

1.

Rise with your troubles from where you lay,
The love you seek here left last night.
He left with all his mementoes too.
Follow your map to where it leads,
But let not my room appear on your sketch.
I sold the welcome mat at my doorstep
To weavers who wished me well at dawn.
Borrow no laughter from the streets,
My ears are filled with lame talks already.
Those are signposts that lead to nowhere,
They love in the morning and hate at noon.

2.

Cast aside these wilted flowers
Which cling defiantly to yesteryear’s affections.
What do we do with borrowed moments
Which disguise themselves as eternity?
To heal the lust that hangs on your thigh,
There’s a man left in limbo.
Search for his portrait and make for it an altar.
I’ll send my absence to witness your healing.

3.

Your gait at nightfall speaks of a lost lady.
Yours is the love not sought with sanity;
The love you seek is a faded paint.
Rise with your troubles from where you lay,
The love you seek here left last night.

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