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December 1, 2016
Poetry

LOVOPHOBIA BY OFEM UBI

LOVOPHOBIA BY OFEM UBI
December 1, 2016
Poetry
I'm Afraid Of Love
I’m Afraid Of Love

Am scared of and to love

It dreads me severely like a Nollywood movie ghost longing for my soul in the dark

Am afraid of the four lettered word

Because it turns me into a breathing skeleton

It lays bare the true me and makes me vulnerable

It breaks down my armor and strips me naked turning me into nothing but prey to spears, arrows and bullets of heartbreak

Love turns me into a fool

Constantly making me fantasize about that one person I can’t stay seconds without thinking of

It makes me smile unconsciously

It makes people think am few steps closer to being crazy

Cos with her on the phone I unknowingly start kicking stones, plucking hibiscus flowers and roaming around like a helpless child on the busy streets of Calabar

It makes me feel weak

Because I accept my flaws and mistakes choosing peace instead of pride

It never lets me sleep when I make her cry

It beats me and wakes my dead conscience to the consciousness that I did wrong

Love breaks down my walls of omnipotence

It makes me humble and cuts down my wings of tyranny

Love demands that two become one and I hate to agree with that because I’m too selfish and self minded to create space for another

It makes me realize that I’m supposed to serve, for only through service will true leadership be seen

It makes me see that I am no boss but a co-worker

Love makes me carry the burden of others on my head like Gala

It compels me to think, speak and act for two

But on second thoughts,

It makes sense

Because I have a shoulder to lean onto

I have a living servicom to lay my complains and problems

It makes me know I have a life support when I get broken or paralyzed

It makes me know that the world revolves around the orbit of kindness

For I was created out of it and I will die living it

But I’m still scared

My fear hovers around like an army of flies caressing a new wound

By _iamscripted

I am Ofem Ubi
A student of mass communication
Lover of art, good music, poetry, photography
Christian by birth and till death
This is my blog

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Simon says:
December 2, 2016 at 7:59 pm

Nice poem.

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