World Apart
WORLD APART, STRANGERS
I made her a monster of loneliness
The day we became strangers
I mourdered her feelings and emotions
That was once a blosom of roses
Tears fell from her eyes many days
Yet my heart was not in for her tears
We turned to be the end of each other's
Worries, pains, tears,agony to the end of days
We wore the sackclothes of hopes
Voiceless I cried and wingless she Flutters
Toothless she bite, mouthless I mutters.
Halo of water, tongue of wood opens
Skin Of stone, long have I stood in pains
I pray we never see each other in pieces.
Copyright © John Chizoba Vincent | Year Posted 2015
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