Heart To Heart Chat

HEART  TO  HEART  CHAT.
The  sun  is  that  hot  dot,
Above  all  children  of  the  soil.
Love  sounds  better  than  
Confessions  from  the  voice,
She’s  the  reason  of  the  world
There’s  absolutely  no  other  choice.
My  soul  never  sees  the  rain
She  trains  every  grain
To  reproduce  without  range.
Man  is  neither  a  cage,
When  you  sing  his  praise,
He  could  shine  beyond 
Any  flame.
Sand  made  it  all,
History  of  foot prints
Hitting  the  ground,
Is a  town  that’s ruled  by  sounds.
Your  feet  could  consume
The  entire  field  between  minutes
An  eye  always  monitor
The  speed.
Don’t  loss  your  soul  
Cause  you  fear  the  unknown,
When  the  breath  finally  rest,
Let’s  not  end  like  eggs.
                                                                                                         AKEWUSOLA  HABIB.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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