Say Me Well To My Long Lost Love

Say Me Well To My Long Lost Love

A Poem by Echezonachukwu Nduka

Very well, my dear

Bless you, for the years I hung on your heart’s hook

Like a wet cloth spread under the scorching eyes of the sun

I knew the name we called love. But now, I know not my name anymore.

I’m a somnambulist wading through the pool of your heart where our songs

Are written with the ink of distrust; fear’s ugly hands stabbed my heart where our love lived.

Alas, I caught its hands, snatched the sword and it turned to yours.


Very well, my dear

Bless you, for the soothing songs you sang when you sold my love

And I knew not. We danced to the rhythm of the owl’s hoot when it perched

On the silence of our yearning lips, secrets were boldly written on your forehead.

Pity, I knew not my love’s buyer. But the seller is the fear that sits across me and stares.


Farewell my fear, I do not know you

Say me well to my long lost love

Our kisses our buried in the waves of the sea

On this shore, we paid love thirty pieces of silver.


Farewell my heart, I’ll forsake you today.

Say me well to my long lost love

Your dirge was played when night died in distress

On these pages, inks witness the weight of betrayal.


Farewell. Farewell.

© 2014 Echezonachukwu Nduka

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Added on February 10, 2014
Last Updated on February 10, 2014


Echezonachukwu Nduka
Echezonachukwu Nduka


Echezonachukwu Nduka is a Nigerian poet, short fiction writer and essayist. He is the Bronze Prize Winner of the 4th Korea-Nigeria Poetry Feast. He was listed by The Kalahari Review as the most read .. more..