Poem: A Cruel Fantasy.

I was standing on my own,

Just minding my business.

But you blocked my path,

You said I was the best thing

Your eyes had witnessed.


You spoke quickly.

Your speech matched the speed of Usain Bolt.

And despite myself,

You gave my heart an unexpected jolt.


In a moment of weakness,

I lowered my defences,

I broke down long-built fences,

I took leave of my senses.


Every word you said to me was heavenly,

I choked down my doubts as you kissed me gently.

I told myself, ‘This has to be love, surely!’

Like Kanye West, no one could tell me nothing.


When my brain came back to me,

You had taken off further than my eyes could see,

Your sweet words

About how we were meant to be

Were empty;

A cruel, twisted fantasy.


Written by

Ivie M. Eke 2018.

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