By The Riverside Poem by peace uchechukwu nwakanma
By The Riverside
on this island breeds men of high rank
by this riverbank, sit i to observe the ripples ashore
by this riverside, saw i the idol of my inside, above the tide
aloof i stand, my proof at hand, my guilt, my filth
my wreath, my sword i sheat, no feast for mans defeat
the venom of her love poisons my soul
it tills me tender
in the river of her love
i long to be drowned
my wit abound, wit love i found
and at the same thinking amidst numerous female companion who is best for a relationship.
the poem appreciates nature and quest for survival.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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