Deja Vu

By Noyingbeni T. Erui

She was gay, so full of life

Never could anyone strive

Towards an evil mind or stray

Wayward along moods gray

When you had her company

One day she became silent

The heavens roared as one in despair

As I watched her body being lowered

Down and down in a pit of darkness

Something wet caressed my cheeks

This she did not deserve

To be in the dark

Darkness, she dreaded!

So, I brought a lit lantern, stood watch

On the cold hard concrete by night

Thinking things through, her last words

She well knew what she was leaving me with

A world without her; half my flesh, my twin

“You will live long.” She said

“You will live for me, for us.”

Those soft brown eyes

Had so much wisdom

Beyond her twenty years

She was ripped away from me

At the prime of her year.

Mine was a reckless life lived

With nonchalance and indifference

To things and those that were around

Her absence taught me lessons

Which echoes to this day.

Appreciated the moment; made all mine

Breathed meaning into my daily chores

The rose was no longer a rose.

It was something more

Something deeper than stacked petals.

Her silence altered my calm

But returned my peace

As I enjoyed a dance in the rain,

I looked up to the heavens and said,

“I am living for us, my other half.”

“I am counting down the days

That will take me to you

Each day I think of you

I smile without a tear.

I live.”

By Noyingbeni T. Erui