Love Isn'T Dead

LOVE ISN'T DEAD On a scale of love's name Where the road is broken And cause heart aches, Sweat and tears becomes my Daily bread, When will love be permanent And sink into my blood? As I write this night After the death of my heart, With an elegant chat to reassure My love will eventually Remain intact, Love isn't dead like a bird Who crosses the earth And says she will never rest, You pretend this is the best So fear never exist in your hair. I clear my face requesting for Help Love isn't dead, If you don't lend and wait For blessing to be persistent Let us blend like the shell over the snails head or The chicks egg incubated under The hen. Love grows within lengths As you protect and never pierce Like the balloon who needs Constant air plus care to never Tear. Please help my friend She was once obsessed, presently Has misplaced that lovely Dress stitched without treads. I sit to play into my gods tent Why will love die? Then tears becomes the repercussion For this lonely girl. It takes time to find that perfect Crest Open my heart and begin to Search, Days may stretch, But the air will definitely Bring him near This only a solid bet, Please just comprehend. HABIB AKEWUSOLA