Little Care
< I lost sleep for my treasure though without eyes
but you care less
You exchanged my sleep with empty treasures
hidden behind your breasts
as you care less.
Though I found you in the pleasantness
of the moonlight thoughts that bruised and overwhelms me night long,
yet you care little
Though your thoughts have conquered me, chased away sleep from my members
that I am so sick of your love and care,
yet you cared so little
Your soft smile
is my living language with charms
without bridle
but you care no more
And in years of tears
Prayed to hear you say ".. here am I my love"
but was abandoned in the storehouse of anxiety
Ah! wish I can hear you call
my name again so i may steal a touch
And some looks at your cheerful visage.
Yea! I wish you make some whispers to my ears, And pass through my heart to care
If only I run into your soul
through your tender embrace
then will I find peace
But would you let me into your farmyard
into your treasures of roes
to find peace to sleep
It matters
nothing to others>
©2018 David Okore
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