Haiku for Loneliness / After Misery, There Are Memories | 2 poems by Monsuru Omosanya

Differences

A second cup waits.
Steam disappears without you.
Even tea gets cold.

After Misery, There Are Memories

After misery,
there are memories.
The sound of simple
Music until your mouth is filled with hunger.
Then a memory becomes
a small sun
you can hold in your palm.
You peel it slowly.
The room fills with fragrance.
For a moment
the body forgets
the desires of survival.

Monsuru Omosanya is a proud son of Ijebu in Nigeria, a poet and writer whose work is steeped in cultural representation. An ardent lover of music, Monsuru reveres Sola Owonubi and takes inspiration from his environment. Now based in the UK, he is presently working on his debut collection of poetry.