Rachael Ige

Deep, deep as the earth, sorrow and mirth,
Deep as the search for life in my breath,
Deep as the sword goes, in its sheath,
Such is the love and sorrow buried in my heart.

Okafor, deep are the words that can’t be said,
Deep is the love that can’t be shown,
Deep is the fear and utmost dread,
That our love will die and not be known

Yet, deep is the warmth that spreads in my belly,
Deep when u smile and call me honey,
Deep from the heart and furnace of love,

Deep in us, love is enough.

Source: Enigmatic Global Concept

Editor’s note: Originally published as part of the 31 Days of Poetry series on VicAdex.com on 14 September 2016.

Editor’s note: Originally published as part of the 31 Days of Poetry series on VicAdex.com on 14 September 2016.