The Feeling Of Being Alone Poem by SIYETHEMBA THWALA

The feeling of being alone
The hopes of tomorrow
Has been depleted
And the rise of the drops of sorrow
Because I'm devoid of devoted
And I can't stand for this pine from my bosom
Because you were my obimo
Right now I'm at a war with my self
Why I wasn't quenched of this amiss
That arointed of you
Because I'm devoid you,
I'm like an open draw of the shelf
Because you the only one I miss
I have passed many swines, not the same as you
Because without you, I'm so enkindleness
My bosom is at the ronyon stage
I'm so dismayed the crown to the toe
It is so remorsed
Because this is a hallucination
And my wrought has reached the fate
I miss those words 'I love you too'
I do repent me of my fury
Because I have lost an ornament of life
It wicked accelerated timely
And you have rumped up
And deigned to be my other half
It was lechery to call you a wife
With the drenched natures
And these walls can tell
I was a love fanatic
And that vanished without a notice
I feel like a prisoner
Because I'm in love alone
And I'm sick on my head
And mad on my stomach
Even nurses failed
To find this lunacy called 'love'
Because I'm lonely
By: Syethemba Dizzmar Thwala