If only I could place my hands on the wheel of time
I would ride into those faded days
To "rewalk" my ways in the jungles of life
On the chariot of perfection
Righting every wrongs that caused me grave pains

Some things they say will never change
In my tears I could only remember you as a dream
Who came with the crescent halo of the moon
With light into my night
And vanish at the slightest whisper of the dawn

It seems you still answer your name across the hills
It seems you still beckon at me from the mountain top
But my "unhealing" spirit mocks my muscled body

The human heart is a glassy treasure
Once chattered on the rocks of lies
It won't mend even when gathered

I wish we never met
I wish it ends differently

© Olatuja Oloyede