©️DE SENIOR CITYZYN
How now, my love?
Why is your cheek so pale?
Why you belike want for rain?
Choose love by another’s eyes!
If then true lovers we have been
Then confess must I
That so much heard I have
Your thoughts mutter silently
Of hurt and neglect
Like a nomadic being thou livest
All the afflictions and bondages
You went through then
I am here to confess with love
If there is a sympathy in choice
With death or sickness I will always be
If ever any beauty I did see
It’s you my love
I shall sacrifice myself for you
If either to die the death or
Abjure forever from the society of men
Just to preserve you!
KARIM DE POET
LIT_WURA
GHANA 🇬🇭
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