Grieve Deeds Poem by Adeosun Olamide
Grieve Deeds
My love, I lust another
I think him always
When caress my wrinkles
I can’t stop-
Have knife
Find him, kill him
My love, Allah won’t let
I am forsaken by my body
My conscience only can whisper
He caresses now, his lips
He zeniths almost…
My love, kill this lust
I can’t deny him
He’d over you last
My lust, draw closer
His corpse still shows
Thursday, February 26, 2015
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