The Weight of Grief
by
Abubakar Ibrahim
Last night, I felt a grip.
Grief tied a noose around my neck
& chocked pain out of me. My body is
An alleyway of memories filled with
Wandering bones. I know the weight
Of grief. I have carried this bogeyman
For years without traipsing.
Sometimes I feel it on my fingertips,
Crawling out in poems heavy with nude
Metaphors. There are places in my body
With wandering bones that lend
Grief a voice.
Abubakar Ibrahim is a poet, photographer, project manager, and web developer. He’s currently the project manager at Shepherd Integrated Concept Limited. For him, emotions, no matter how dark and colorful, should never be boxed up. It should be felt and expressed. His works have appeared in Erogospel Magazine and elsewhere.
Featured image: Samartha J. V, Unsplash