Emmanuell King Lubasi Wina Poet Classicism

Bleeding Thoughts

He says to her of his past;story told
 at this_he holds her close in his arms,bold man
                                             he sighs long
                                               he peeks at her face
                                                  she smiles
                                                    she sighs back

At no time had he ever given thought:yet now,she seeks
 his thoughts;
                     he sighs,i loved another;he whispers
                       consumed in her_bound i up
                         once my heart screamed loud
                          screamed till the breaking of my soul
                            till all life seized to exist  

His sight failed;all became as dust 
 as dust walking fast
   his:was with no remedy
                  no pain with only rain

She thought it:all was as vanity
 drained
  slayed by folly
   childish manner.

            Yet his was a tale told:his was a man in me
            He Emmanuel_her Suwilanji
             Theirs not a fable.

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Ayesha Karim March 18, 2013 at 12:01 PM Cool poem you write different and you'll go far. I like what you did with your poem with the text.