'AMAKA DISAPPOINT ME'(JEREMIAD ON ROMANTICISM)

She has made the words

of love sour for me to

speak again.

It is as if a hating breeze

is blowing upon me,

I just wanted to

cover you with Love's blanket.

Now that your silence is loud,

my feet is listening too,

I really hate to watch our

hearts walk separately on the

street's cranium.

Why do you think I frown,

at all cervix smiles now?

A painful razored pleasure

has cut me deep like a tribal knife, 

Amaka disappoint me...

ABIOLA AKINTUNDE

(THE EVELZ STORY).

The poet personae uses lots of synaesthesia(unconnected senses) to lament how the woman he loves strikes his emotions.