A Letter to Anne

Knock Knock knock

goes my knock at the  door of your heart

And Arg Arg Arg

comes the pain of staying so long

You have looked through the window and saw my coloured outfit

My anticipating hands have held a beautiful rose

anxiously waiting for your touch.


I have overstayed my welcome

And my outfit has become dull

The rose stalk looking upward

has lost the strength to bear her flower

Because you played so hard.


I am deeply hurting,

And the smiling face is become sore sad

The beautiful flower shining bright

has lost the radiance of her beauty.

Her fragrance too is long gone.

You are too hard to get.


I am sore sad,

And angry with myself

Maybe I have pick a love race

in the wrong direction

I have not even heard the Father whisper 

Maybe He is hurt too

That a son so loved would run a course

in a wrong direction

without His word.


I retreat today, Anne

I’ll keep my rose in His flask

I’ll return to Abba this day

And apologize for the race

A race He never called.


I’ll  hang myself at His feet

And hold myself to His words

Sooner or later,

You may open your heart

I’ll leave a letter to clear your doubt

‘Don’t bother to come after me,

I am long gone.’


November 20th, 2020.

2 thoughts on “A Letter to Anne

  • November 23, 2020 at 8:25 pm

    This is touching… Sometimes, delay is an opportunity to recheck the origin of a longing. If it is not ordered by the Maker, then it is not worth the wait. So, the best to do is to retreat; retreat back to the Holder of our Blueprints.

    Thanks for this piece, sir @ Sabshayo.

    • November 24, 2020 at 1:28 pm

      @Dpol, Thank you, sir. Sometimes, we can in the heat of the moment get our hearts on a lady and go on to procure her acceptance without involving God. This is often the case when people are desirous of having life-partners at a particular timeline in their lives. Many who plied this part now have themselves to blame. I totally agree with you and believe that the Holder of our Blueprints should remain the Decider of our actions in all spheres of our lives.


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