Blessing, The Summary Poem by Ayokunle Adeleye

Towards her, her love made my heart tilted
And my love I carefully sifted
But still it got me lifted.
I couldn't but admit that she is Gifted.

Yet it wasn't even a call; it was a text
That stated the end was come
At her not seeking my consent I was vexed:
She should have called: I ain't deaf and dumb!

And as I carried on the fight
I saw the imminent night;
What I thought was softer than egg-white
Held me tight-with fright!

She nevertheless left a hole, a gap-
In my ever-loving heart
After months of endless love poems and rap
My crown falls off and things fall apart!

Of course the centre did not hold
As by Chinua Achebe we had been told;
By the time Blessing left
I was completely bereft!

But letting her go is tough
Just as this love thing is rough—
Especially when memories still flood
And make me feel she is my blood!