His quotidian life goes to Agace
No one else can take her place
Whenever she walks fast past him
Demeanour makes him seem so dim.
Each night dashes every hope
But the morn does stir it up
The hopes to get her smile is dear
They work to make his life a cheer
If he sees hate in her lovely eyes
To him, the hate is nil but lies
He knows she’ll change someday
His zeal strengthens day after day
She hits with sighs and scowls
And his heart tens of howls
Everything within begins to slack
When her best life man comes back
Decades have come and gone
His life he still lives alone
He does forever chase the wind
None like him in her frozen mind
So he lives his life without a life
A loathsome place he can’t like
Holding life and all in it in scorn
Forever he’ll live his life to mourn
© Florence Ezekafor 2019
I'm a food scientist who has chosen the path of creative writing- the one thing which comes to me naturally.
Back in 2013, my love for teaching young learners propelled me into picking teaching as a career. I taught English, Maths and Science in the United Arab Emirates where I lived for ten years. Right now, I live in Coal City, a beautiful hilly area of my country Nigeria.
My website Fiez-writer is a product of my extreme desire to share my writing with the world. Here, I share fiction, poems, thoughts and writing tips.
A huge part of my life is spent with my lovely family and I'm a proud mother to three brilliant kids.