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As a poet, your work is to write about love–not to find it.
You dig?

Shh!

Birds Will Chirp
Frogs Will Crock
But my heart will never digress from

 loving you

You’re Me

A day will come
when you’ll lose yourself
Trying to find me.
Just slit my veins, you’ll come spilling out

I need You

I need you
I need you like the desert needs rain
Like the breathless need air
Like the flowers need sunshine
I need from the first chapter
of my love story to the last

I want to hold your hands
Laugh at your jokes
walk by your side
tickle you every minute
Snuggle on the couch
Look into your eyes
Talk about everything
and kiss your lips every single day

I’ll Let Go

One day I’ll master enough strength
To spell your absence
And live with the reality
in print

I’ll mask the heart you’ve hurt
This stupid heart that yearns
And aches for the gentleness of your words

Words that would weave an insult into berries
And serve them as thanks
For the travails I put you through

Gone

Don’t celebrate that you give women sleepless nights, don’t be surprised if she found your replacement in her insomnia.

 

 

 

Cerelac Babe

I guess I fell for a cerelac babe,
no wonder our relationship has teething problems

Expectations and realities

I pray for a day when your smile will be lengthy enough to fill the gap between our expectations and reality

Never take it for granted

Dear men, Never take it for granted if a woman loves you, especially if she is the type whose door has got knuckles of hundreds of men bleeding but she chose to open only for you