AMATORY: "LEAST I FORGOT" BY TREMENDOUS WENYU

Least I forgot

that true love still exists,  

perhaps it’s just my eyes  

clouded with lustful mist,  

chasing fleeting shadows  

while calling them desire.  

Not to justify  

my selfish ways,  

but even scripture whispers:  

“Let the heart yearn for its own.”

Mother once told me,  

“Don’t hesitate  

when your heart speaks truth,  

let her know.”

Least I forget

that I’m just a random me,  

hoping she sees  

something worth loving  

in the mess I call sincerity.  

© TREMENDOUS WENYU

-Zimbabwe

This poem, "Least I Forgot" by Tremendous Wenyu, is a vulnerable exploration of love, desire, and self-awareness. The speaker reflects on past mistakes, seeking sincerity in love amidst lust and selfishness, influenced by personal beliefs and maternal advice. The tone is introspective and sincere.