Postcard from the heartbreak residence 

too many times, i have lay on my bed for a girl who doesn’t understand the worth of my tears.
how can a camera man keeps taking many shots of me & there’s no proof to show my existence? 
i believe i am just another sad nightmare getting used to viewing myself through broken objects. 
i remember when i prayed for her kingdom to come like the bible teaching us to seek first the kingdom of God & everything shall be added to it. 
i have done many things to her body: i asked & nothing was given. i sought & nothing was found. & i knocked but her body refused to let me in. 
this room of mine no longer knows her name. i have burned pictures of her drawn on my pillows, bedsheets & curtains.
once she was a river where i could swim for days. but she transformed herself into an ocean where i fell before her feet. 
i still do remember the love we held. of kisses & touches we shared on my father’s back porch. 
i still do remember those long conversations, those long walks & cold night hugs.
right now, there’s no history of her in my cellphone: whether received, missed or dialed calls. 
i have regretted of singing her back to sleep & blessing her tongue with rich ingredients of salivation. 
it was a sinful love affair. i pray & promise to never give myself whole or enough to a girl.



Biography: 
Edwin Olu Bestman, poet and engineer, writes from Monrovia, Liberia. He has co-authored several anthologies and the author of two books, Genesis and Raindrops. His works have been featured in Ducor review, WSA, Spillwords, Odd Magazine, African Writer Magazine, Agape Review, Eboquills, Literary Yard, Poetry Nation, Ngiga Review, SIM, Nantygreens, Sipay Magazine, Afritondo, Rising Phoenix Review, AfroRep Journal, Madness Muse Press, Rigorous Magazine, Arts Lounge, Fiery Scribes and elsewhere.