Ijeoma O

Ijeoma O May 15

Maybe I’m no longer a fighter,
No longer burning with the will to try.
The fire that once lit up my path,
Now flickers low beneath a quiet sky.

So here I stand, not with rage, but grace,
Laying down my arms, letting go.
Sometimes, maturity means stepping back,
And letting love and light in others flow.

I’ve watched them gather in their golden hours,
With smiles they never saved for me.
And I’ve grown used to fading out,
In the shadow of who they think I’ll always be.

They forget the good, the soft, the kind,
But my flaws, they hold like sacred stones.
And though it breaks a part of me,
I leave them to their joy, alone.

No bitterness, just a quiet sigh,
It is what it is, and I know now.
The past can rest; my hands are free,
I whisper nothing more than... Ciao

Ijeoma O May 15

A Lover’s Fear

I've penned letters and poems with only you in mind,
but they've stayed folded in silence,
perhaps because I'm afraid…
Afraid that you've shut me out,
that your heart no longer finds room for mine.

So now, I take my final bow from this stage we've shared,
but I leave the door gently ajar,
in case your heart ever turns back.

Thank you for loving me,
even if only for a season.
Those were golden days,
Carved forever in the quiet corners of my soul.

I’ll never forget you,
I’ll always love you,
my beautiful king,
with a smile that lit up my world
and eyes I could drown in, willingly.

I hope, somehow, this finds you.

Ijeoma O May 9

Blurred Li(n)es

I gave my heart to one I thought was true,
His voice was calm, his eyes like gentle rain.
But hidden truths behind his charm once grew,
Now every glance recalls a deeper pain.

He spoke of love yet held his own apart,
A fortress sealed from all I tried to give.
He claimed no space for me within his heart,
Yet let me dream that we could ever live.

The signs were there, yet I refused to see,
I shaped his silence into sacred sound.
Now truth unfolds its bitter gift to me:
That love, when false, can hollow honest souls.

He’s gone, but now I see with sharpened eyes,
What once were blurred lines, were just blurred lies.

Ijeoma O May 9

The Weight of Unforgiveness

I did not know its face before,
This shadow draped in silence.
Not anger's flame, but something more,
A cold, relentless violence.

It crept in slow, yet settled fast,
A hatred laced with sorrow.
A love once present couldn’t last,
As bitterness took roots and burrowed.

It promised power, safety, pride,
A wall to guard the ache.
But peace and joy were pushed aside,
With every step I would take.

Now in the stillness, truth appears:
This rage I thought had freed me,
Was just the echo of my fears,
And chains that would not leave me.

Ijeoma O May 6

Behind the glass

We spoke of this, your moment in the light,
You asked me once to stand there by your side.
Yet now it’s gone, dissolved in silent night,
A dream undone, like tears we tried to hide.

For eighty-six long minutes, I just stared,
My screen, a window to the world you own.
I watched you rise, then fall, then be spared,
A cheering child behind a glass alone.

I hoped you'd send a picture, some small trace,
But found instead this aching, empty space.
You've joined the crowd, I sit without a place,
A ghost who once had love, now lost her grace.

Forgive the hurt I gave, the flaws you see,
There’s still a heart that breaks, and longs for you.

Ijeoma O May 6

The Love That Stays

No one speaks the truth,
the pain of love’s quiet end,
burns deeper than flame.

I smile through the ache,
but my chest is caving in,
grief with every breath.

He was my heart’s beat,
words fall short of all he means,
love beyond language.

Today we let go.
Final goodbyes, silent tears,
flood the space he filled.

Night and day I break,
wishing he could feel my pain,
wishing I could see him again,

But I breathe again,
whispers of him fills the air,
soft, and always near.

Though he walks away,
love remains, a sacred flame
burning without end.

This poem is about how true love lingers even when lovers are no longer together.

Ijeoma O May 6

When Souls Align

I loved you from the moment our eyes first met,
A spark that leapt beyond what words can spell.
No fleeting thrill, no shallow heart's regret,
But something vast, eternal, lit with flame.

It wasn’t just a bond the stars designed,
But more, a mirror where my soul was found.
As if the heavens shaped our hearts to bind,
Two spirits drawn as one, completely blessed.

In silence, still, your presence sings to me,
A language only kindred hearts can hear.
No need for speech, our truth flows endlessly,
A rhythm felt when your warm arms are near.

Though time may shift, this truth remains divine:
You are, and always were, my soul’s align.

— The End —