Style And Rhythm: You Are Gone

You are gone.

Completely vanished to me,

I have no trace of you left.

You are finally gone.

You who made me so angry; and so sick.

You are now gone.

Then why am I so sad?

I suppose it was when I searched for you

That I realised how much you meant to me.

And I also realised you knew how I felt about you,

So much you let go and showed off your character – even the bad ones

To make me angry and sick.

And you loved me too, so much

You placed that trust in showing me all of you.

I didn’t think you did.

But I should have seen the signs.

They were so poignant.

You were there for me when I needed you to be.

But you are gone and I am looking for you.

I don’t know if when we meet, you’ll be there

When I ask that of you.

But if I don’t ask,

I’ll surely tell you thank you.

I did not say it the first time,

I was just so mad at you for

Making me sick and angry.          

Adaudo Anyiam-Osigwe from her book of poems – A Little Understanding: Poems from the End of Childhood to the Beginning of Adulthood