Though Dead But Alive
Here it comes
For i to feel.
Though it matters
But i seem to count it less.
Here it comes again
Just as a reminder,
For me to weigh its departure.
Same i did to push away.
I thought it would leave with time
But here it comes again.
Never knew it was for a cause.
That i may keep reverencing its departed presence.
Though she means a lot,
More than you could think of.
Six-feets below she lies.
Her presence i strongly feel,
Just as it were you reading me.
Here it comes again
Not to disturb me.
She loves to make me happy and focused
That i might not derail.
Here it comes again
Coz, she loves to see me again.
To nurture and care
Just as she did do then.
A place in my heart
You definitely would find her.
For she lives as though
Dead she is.
I love to meet with her again
Not so quick in a bargain
For life's purpose i sustain
To obtain before i seize to reign
Do i pray to attain.
Copyright © Peter Akinjute | Year Posted 2007
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