Jewelry Love
If you could read my eyes
You could understand
But one thing,
The disease in my heart.
These poems I create daily
Solely for you
And yet my tongue
Hesitates to utter them,
Have made a big sore
Corroding my heart
Every single
Ascending day.
I bless my pen
But curse my heart.
This worldly tradition,
That a man must openly
Spell out
Even if words are
Hot electrically circuited,
It is quite damaging.
Don’t you see tears
Glistering in my eyes?
Tears of a dumb-tied man
Who is totally wrecked
By loving a woman
Who stubbornly
Feigning to notice nothing?
Grab my hand,
Drag me behind you
This valentine day.
Since I am a coward
Who can’t date a woman.
Neither shall I spell out
What is wearing away
My tender heart.
Do me favor and
You will see
How much loyal,
A coward and shy
A man I am,
And who won’t attempt
At any coarse moment
To break away
From this jewelry love
I’m longing for.
I bless my pen
But curse my heart.
As manly heart
It should stand firm
And ignore you.
But you’ve caused misery,
Yes , misery of happiness
As I fail to comprehend
A logical way
Of arraying my spells
Tolerably
In front of you!
Grab my hand,
Drag me behind you
And you will see
How loyal and enslaved
I am
As I’m treading blindly
Behind your every wish
Forever,
Starting with this very
Valentine day.
Copyright © Samson Manyala | Year Posted 2017
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