"LET'S TALK" BY AMIRAH WRITES

Let's talk about the moments we lost,

A good talk of the time when 'we' was the subject,

Would you lend a ear or are you ready for a seating,

Cause today we is the days main object.

Hear my soul ache for the days we conquered,

The blank spaces that filled with us now left void, 

The pen that wrote best memories of us laid to rest,

The sweet melodies that echoed our presence faded.

Let's talk of the glory us sired back then,

The sweet nothings we talked for hours unending,

The little happy dance we had with the demons,

And the beautiful nights the stars watched us watch them.

Let me break the silence our absence sired,

Come over have a seat with me for a last,

Hear the birds sing of the pain we birthed,

Let's listen to the cricket's sad song mimicking us.

Let's talk, today let's talk,

A talk of the us that turned to I,

The blank pages left with no memories of us,

And the sorrowful mysteries 'we' left behind.

Give me a last and listen to the rants,

Hear the pieces you left behind crack and tear,

Don't you ignore the chants of a dead soul,

Cause a broken heart wails in silence.

© AMIRAH WRITES

- Kenya🇰🇪

The poet persona tells his intended readers to embrace themselves in happiness, in order to converse issues that affect the human society.