Convulsion Poem by Kwenadi Gaaje

I betrothed to speak only of "adulation"
But lately all that is within me is "Animosity"
its as if I have long armoured and my ardour is filled with agony...

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I made an oath
To show enchantment when I'm wrapped in your arms...
But animosity occupied thecentre of my heart..
it's as if I have long given up my soul and now I'm battling to win it back.....

If all that is left is affection
my zest if ached with affliction
its as if I have long been tormented and plaited
I made a vow to only give you "idolatry"
but how do I begin to give "Piety"
while I'm filled with Malady?

Do not take me wrong
I made a vow to have and to hold you
To give to share my all with you
although I wish to have credulity
my heart us ached with treachery
its as if I have long been in enmity
But deep down I know
I yearn only for wilderness thoughts where you and I are one...

I LOVE YOU