The Morning Poem

The Morning Poem

0d246deThis is not a love story

I saw our silhouettes dancing against the stone backdrop

That is my heart

It is a monument,

It represents a myth that was once true

We flickered with the same intensity as flames in a campfire

 I began to feel warmth inside me, a burning sensation

The monument collapsed the moment you decided

This love wasn’t good enough anymore.

It was then that I truly knew

What it felt like to be heartbroken

A memory of our silhouettes

Danced against the aftermath of your destruction

The stand is a reminder that when you shine a light on our souls

 Only darkness is revealed.

Written by Maxonex

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29 Comments

  1. Dennis Macauley
    October 06, 06:42 Reply

    The one that got away!

    Poetry helps in dark times!

    Write your pain away

    • chestnut
      October 06, 07:15 Reply

      …And U, TeamKizito, I’ve been watching u for a while now with this ur “hmm”…one day that ur mouth will be unlocked by forces…

  2. JArch
    October 06, 07:32 Reply

    I have never been a fan of poetry sadly, but I do love read nice stanzas, and this is one of those lovely pieces I’ve read. it draws you into the poets darkness but then he tries to make it less overwhelming.

    Excellent work Max.

  3. Rapu'm
    October 06, 07:54 Reply

    I love what you do with imagery here. Visual Imagery. How you created these personas using light and shade. Nice one.

  4. king
    October 06, 07:55 Reply

    I feel you max…it just reminds of someone I thot was gonna be the queenbee but alas nothing worked in that department……so sad!

    • pinkpanthertb
      October 06, 07:58 Reply

      Yea, major disappointments have a way of creeping up on you like that, don’t they?

      • king
        October 06, 08:12 Reply

        Yes oh they do!!! But I wonder why??? Why can’t we just keep our excesses in check especially “black naija” gay guys….just for the relationship….why c ant we just be patient enough and check to see how the other person feels and sort of put ourselves in his shoes JUST TO LET THE RELATIONSHIP breathe at the initial stage and have a rhythm of it’s own….eish…serious shi!!!

      • Dennis Macauley
        October 06, 08:18 Reply

        Chestnut where are you. This two people here are throwing metaphors!
        Something is happening here!

      • chestnut
        October 06, 08:31 Reply

        Hian dennis, ‘rapum’ biko!why do u want to bring my legs outside and lift them in d air in d middle of these two and their…”delicate” relationship? Abeg put me down o, I no wear pant biko! Hehehe

      • king
        October 06, 08:31 Reply

        But truly Dennis luv….did you and Mrs Macaulay have it smooth initially and haven’t you guys fought b4? well not literally but u know what am talking bout shay?? And what’s so special about her him that your still in d game…pray tell biko so maybe my heart will be able to mend…..

        • pinkpanthertb
          October 06, 08:40 Reply

          *rolling eyes to Abuja and back* Sometimes, vulnerability isn’t a good fit, no matter how hard you tug it down over your body.

      • Dennis Macauley
        October 06, 08:52 Reply

        King this looks like a war zone, I beg to excuse myself outta here! I see pink missiles flying!

        Chestnut please enter moto let’s drive off, so much is going on here! We can observe with a telescope biko!

      • chestnut
        October 06, 08:57 Reply

        @dennis: Shotgun!… Er, wait…lemme sit at d back…(#FearOfTheOtherMrMacauley)

  5. Khaleesi
    October 06, 08:43 Reply

    sadly, am not a major fan of poetry like I am of beautiful prose … nevertheless I recognise the creativity that bore this … its beautiful Max! plz keep the creative juices flowing …

  6. Constant
    October 06, 10:54 Reply

    Nicely written, short precise and relateable. Nyc one Max

  7. Verified
    October 06, 11:48 Reply

    I’m really not into poetry, but then I’m tying to synchronize the first sentence and the “What it felt to be heartbroken”… Not sure I understand the combination…

  8. Wildsaint
    October 06, 17:57 Reply

    I lived it ..I love it..Wonderful ,Mindblowing and Gracious..Lost memories are back..Pink pather..Thanks Darling

  9. Wildsaint
    October 06, 18:05 Reply

    Oh Maxonex..My Apologies..U did a wonderful work..

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