Monday, 20 July 2015

AFRICAN ROMANCE

I thought I knew it all
The legends of love hall
Smiled at my fall
The horrible mall
My childish thoughts

She was as soft as flagon urn
I was as stubborn as a gaul
Many times made her mourn
Too proud to give it all

I kept my heart from all 'harm'
She ditched it in the swarm!
All her smiles that were warm
Filled my heart with worms

My tepid troubled thoughts
Soon tasted cold darts
From cold rooms and empty spots
That reminded more about love lost
Than the recreation I need for my beard

I wish i learnt how to love
Not hide from loves gloves
Her warm hands are now cold
Colder than my troubled home

Ima ankana nkara!
Ima mmi anforo uyara
Ima mfo ano iduo esit.

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