The Lonely Flight Poem by Oluwakeji Daniel Onabajo

Droplets of the ageing scenes
Condensed from an aura of mystery
Heavy enough to fall under gravity
An hefty portion to be carried in my bosom.

I miss your early morning pitch
Served with chilled smile
Those tales that makes the night
Now left for me to rhyme.

My trusty sidekick
Who made my days a comic relief
Your advice only I had to believe
But you leaving me I never believed.

She left through the back door
Fading away as she wave hands
While I rest my chin on the shutter
A locale that can never be altered.

It was a flight we boarded together
Seemed smooth from the altar
How come you left without a letter
Making my soul to wonder.

Peeping through the panes
On this lonely flight to epoch
Watching as the clock ticks
Wishing our flesh could be stitched.