Echoes of praise,
A gospel
Godly in aspects unrecited
"Greetings, my friends", the choir melodifies
Proud to have been and be
Thy behind such melodies.
Radiating peace,
as it comes down from the heavens
bearing gifts in abundance.
For Jesus Christ's love
shall be loud for thee
Not ashamed to be his child.
I've had many men in my life,
Not one to this day has done me right,
Trying to focus on one man,
Show him my vision of peace conquering our lands,
Instead he’d rather blow plans,
All in my text inbox just to pull down my pants,
Now the lust comes rushing,
Now my blood flow is flushing,
Creating the empty spaces full of unrecited knowledge
Traded with passion that he desires more than learning my mind.
I’m trying to make difference in this world,
Or at least inspire,
The man that I need has to be ready to build empire,
Instead he,
Tryna find my spots, think he callin shots, meanwhile my birthday is forgotten,
He tugs my heart along a joyride so hard it fell out socket.
All I ever wanted was to give my all to a man,
Fully capable of understanding there is compromise in love, life.
I’m so ready to be wife,
And I have neglected me,
While he is steadily on the run, in the streets, never checkin for me,
I’m in class, trying to make time pass,
Hoping that the next is everlasting.
The ship has wrecked,
I’m living reckless,
My heart is cold,
He has no regrets.
He tells me It’s over,
I want closure…..
Why do men do this to good women?
I dreamt a dream that you weren't there
I figured in some little ways
a rattle of emotions giving us a stare,
A sting of faded love comes back to life
Everything else is drenched
in the world of disguise,
Our hands interlocked so tight
Never thought would take me to a never ending plight
Somewhere replenishes the vows so bright
Like a sierra its black & white,
You, now, display a phlegmatic disposition
Hailing from an unrecited illusion
Traveling through a different era
Like an intrusion of aghasted air in the sacred arena,
Raveled up in the charms of earthly possessions
Swagger along with panache & indiscretion
Only a spur of moment
And realize I was never an obsession,
I wake up with a frozen frown
As if the most revered bond has drowned
Now, there is a rancour between the reality and living hope
I dreamt a nightmare difficult to cope
Collapsed are the souls, together WE are no more....!!!
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