A Sentimental Yearning For The Past Poem by Aki Nnamdi

days have come. days have passed.
glowing all along were candles in the dark.
the tides have stirred and the wind has blown.
but the memories we made will forever burn.

months have passed since we quenched the flame we shared...
tears had dried from the wind of hope in the air...
my heart was healing. my face was beaming.
my days were brightening. and once again, i was living.
l-l had pulled out the strings of love
and cast into the ocean...
i had placed my heart on a platter
and severed any vestiges of emotion...
not until i saw your face once more...
and again a healing scar became sore...

your smile, your laughter, your words...
your eyes, your dimples, your voice...
within the tablets of my soul they have been ingrained.
on the pages of my heart they have stayed.

i cannot help but reminisce the good old days...
when love scented like the lovely dewdrops of May...
or the pretty lilies in June...
and the beautiful sunrise that left too soon...

now here i am, clenching my fists
and gnashing my teeth...
writhing in pain again and again...
walking through the woods...
and floating in the wind...

but the wind will continue to blow...
and the fire will continue to glow...
until i get to the breath of my last
and nothing will quench this
sentimental yearning for the past!