Illusions, confusions, discombobulations
Trapped in your brain, an abstract version of Rapunzel
Making a sane person hit insane,
Rejection, obsession; all torture within,
Shame, blame; it’s a cold hearted game.
Lust, trust; play with my heart if you must,
Afraid, betrayed and completely broken,
Love or Infatuation; what difference does it make.
Feel the guilt rip through your skin,
Feel the warm flows from within;
You’re my obsession, my only will to survive
Feed my feelings, fuel my fire.


Elijah studied English in University Of Ilorin. He has ardour for writing poems and short stories; he has over a hundred pieces in these genres to his name. He nicknamed himself "Germane" as a result of his frequent use of the English word. He says: "Art is my heart".

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