Where is the Love? (For the heartbroken women whose men have broken their matrimonial vows) Oh! Can't you see  What you have done to me? You have left me heartbroken You have left me broken and forsaken. Where is the love you promised me? Where is the love you swore to me? Where is the love you vowed to me? Where is the love? - By EKENYERENGOZI Michael Chima, https://www.amazon.com/author/ekenyerengozimichaelchima ©All rights reserved. No copying, duplicating, sharing and translating in any format of media without the authorisation and permission of the author.  

In the Chimes of Wintry January Photo: "Januar" by Lina Lammering. (Inspired by the painting "Januar" by @mirnglame ) In the chimes of wintry January I hear the chorus of the choir from the sanctuary. With sounds of ringing bells and chirps And I use my tongue to lick my dry lips. I can hear echoes of the wandering Elfen After the winter storms in the land of Niedersachsen. Come, my beloved come My beloved come with me To the Kingdom of Wilden Jäger, the hunter. For Wilden Jäger does not hunt in winter. Let us fly to the Wurmberg where we are free Where their goggling green eyes cannot see . Come, my beloved come. Let us fly above their fields and meadows Let us fly to the top of the Birch beyond their willows. We will welcome what the new year brings. With the wind blowing beneath their wings, They flap their wings as I hear as she sings. Birke waves in the cold breeze as the wind blows. And they kiss as they renew their nuptial vows. - By Ekenyerengozi Michael Ch...