He was with me

We moved together

Breathed together

Grew together

And then there was her

She came like a thirsty whirlwind during a  peaceful night




She came for blood

To her he was mere game

She burrowed her way into his flesh

Not his heart

No, his lust

She appealed to the masses

They loved her more, she was more beautiful

So they trusted their eyes

Then he and I were no more


She showed her colors bright, fiery and all consuming

Destructive, destroying all that was good in and around him

He’d made a grave mistake

He came back for me

But I was gone

Gone with the same wind that brought her in…

6 thoughts on “Gone” by ivie9ja (@Ivie9ja)

  1. roy's journals (@Roy-journals)

    Aww! Too bad for him. You don’t know what you have till it’s gone. Sometimes you lose interest in things that matter for cravings for things that don’t. And When you finally get those irrelevant things, you realize that they can never fill up the void of what you’ve lost in the bid to get them.
    Nice piece.

  2. @Ivie9ja. Serves him right. I can really relate to this poem on a personal level. Nice one.

  3. ivie9ja (@Ivie9ja)

    Some people have to learn the hard way :-) thanx for the comments

  4. Folakemi Emem-Akpan (@Folakemi)

    fire and passion is good, but it is not all. I will always choose stability and responsibility and groundedness and dedication over passion. Serves the guy right

  5. Modupeola Alade (@olamiotan)

    Nice poem… Love the piece. Exactly what happens in our world.

  6. Eh…true story? :)
    Nice narrative poem. There was that rushing wind that flowed through the words here and I felt it… It sure read like the persona of a woman scorned in full flare…
    Nice one Ivie. Nice one!

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