If The Wind Should Poem by Tumisang Ramarea

If the wind should, sympathize with my systematic
Defeats in the battle field
If it can just eliminate the enigmatic
Barrier, the very shield

If it can break down doors of my
Emotions chest, pick the best over the rest
So that if I can die,
The best, could cast its tears over the pest,

Oh, to have but one lady,
With a smile so liquid as I'm stupid
That she sees me, maybe
Her head can be turned from rigid by Cupid

The way her first two eyes,
Shine underneath the frames of her glass
Convert all my bile to ice,
Thus I am not in the games of her class

If the wind could transmit the letter,
Concealed in my artery to her vein
Life would be so much better,
That it will be a possibility to take off her veil.