Her Voice On the Phone

Her Voice On The Phone 

Please let me be for many are the yearnings of my being tonight again, 
For the tomorrow I see not 
And the day I found not myself in
From this other side of the world 
Because I am in love 
And wants to have my crown earlier than waiting 
For many years to come and heartbroken it has left me with 
To this I'm not fine!
Leave me deep down here in the dungeon 
and let water flows it up and 
Let me be found in the later days drowned 
As one who could not be loved 
For a confessed fate and 
Death at least ends my heart breaks 

© John Chinaka Onyeche
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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