JYF + Frederick Ebo Hinson = #Broken

The day you left

 I held a parrot in my hand

 And I asked it

 "How much do you think I hurt?"

 It answered

 "You hurt so much

 You hurt everywhere."

 First it all began

 When I looked into the diary we wrote

 You remember you wrote on 14th February

 "I love you so much

 I wish I can give you my life."

 You remember the bells that towed

 When we sat on the bench at the church

 Holding our hands so close

 That I could feel the blood circulating through your veins.

 You remember when we used to walk in the dark

 Hiding our love because they said

 We were too young to know what love is

 But we muttered under our breathe

 "They just don't know how we feel inside

 They don't know how it feels

 For the moon to fall in the arms of the star."

I remember those days when you used to tell me my arms were like heaven

 When you used to tell me my cologne smells like the smoke that the burnt offering of our love produced

 Now I can bet you would say that it smells like the korle lagoon

 I was told by you that I am the only one

 The only man

 I felt like God

 The alpha and omega of your love

 Now look at me, so wretched

 I regret ever standing in the shadow of your love

 But for love's sake, I want you back.

JYF

 Ebo Hinson

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Poem: #Photograph (by Kofi Kyei & JYF)

You remember when we fell in love,

We stood on a bridge and took a photograph.

You said looking straight at me

“Kumasi will be too small for us”

And I replied 

“Too small for us to even breath

We will turn Patasi to a watershed

Turn Asokwa to our bedroom

And Manhyia into an aquarium.” 

Now this photograph is a mere toothache 

Of a failed relationship set upon a broken glass.

Starring at the photograph of you and I 

It looks like I’m looking at you

But I’m looking through your promises

That never bloomed like Roses and Forget Me Nots.

The last thing I said to you was I hated you,

I didn’t say it out of hate or anger but 

I said it out of love

I kept telling myself I’ll be fine

But truthfully it feels like I broke my spine 

I heard that photographs don’t change

Just the people inside of them do

You left me in disarray 

All I have left is the air you took away

I’ll keep a photograph of you on the wall

Praying you’d come back home

Back to the time that

We said Kumasi will be too small for us. 

Only that this time

I will hold you and breath in

The air you breath out

So you know that

When you cry I cry too.

JYF

Kofi Kyei

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