ITS BORN OF LOVE
That empty soul feeling of longing
when you know you have to part
ways with one held in your heart
ever and always so dear
That anticipative feeling of anxiety
when you don't know as to whether
the one you hold so dear to your heart
is ever coming back again
That feeling of wronging and hurt
when the one you love so dearly
repulses your advances carelessly
that feeling is born of love
LEWIS NYAGA
26/01/2014
Here of late the death angel passed this way
He didn't stop here to call one of us home
The death angel visited far away
'Twas this man from home who inspired this poem
Also a lady about a mile away(as the crow flies)
Died within hours of his life's ending
The man lived a long life had many birthdays
A lady who passed pulled family's heartstrings
She was younger with her death unexpected.
Lying down, never thought this would be last night.
Death angel came and she was appointed
Through the great darkness she saw the bright light
We were given a while longer to live
God called_ age not an anticipative
Finis'...
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