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Stellah Ayako Poem
He called me Remxy,
Actually that's his previous one,
I know he was furtive,
about his cold feelings towards me,
he felt completely nothing for me,
yet ! he lied,
should I hold on?
it is something that seems
like an intractable problem,
he does not seem to realise,
that I am here fir him,
He only sees her shadow hovering,
in his dreams.
it seems I was a substitute,
more so,
I was just an impersonator,
because even after I left ,
he never seemed to bother to call,
he never realised that he had lost an unfound species,
the unique species,
he never felt he had smashed a beautiful Spanish guitar,
it was a lesson learnt the hard way for me.
Copyright © Stellah Ayako | Year Posted 2014
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Stellah Ayako Poem
It doesn't matter how long
I have been on this ship,
it doesn't matter how long
I have been on this plane,
nor does it matter the time I spend on this road,
looking for solidarity,
It is just a journey about to be concluded,
not a destination.
All that really matters is
how close I am to the shore,
how near the airstrip depot is,
how close my home at the end of the road is,
what I care about,
is how deep the water is
before I make a big leap into it,
how willing you are to help me reach my goals,
how opportunistic you are,
that our friendship will go on forever,
how forgiving you are
even after this wrongs and prejudices presented to you,
that is all I need to know.
Copyright © Stellah Ayako | Year Posted 2014
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Stellah Ayako Poem
we became friends by chance,
it started with us being
classmates,schoolmates deskmates,
we are still freiends by choice,
i believe it is fate.
A real defition of a true friend,
is what you are,
hope our friendship will never end,
no matter where we are.
When i wrong,
correct me,
one can always do wrong,
not correcting what is wrong is
wrong.
A friend i will always treasure,
ofcourse with no measure,
when or if i stray ,
tell me so i apologize to you.
Copyright © Stellah Ayako | Year Posted 2014
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Stellah Ayako Poem
we became friends by chance,
it started with us being
classmates,schoolmates deskmates,
we are still freiends by choice,
i believe it is fate.
A real defition of a true friend,
is what you are,
hope our friendship will never end,
no matter where we are.
When i wrong,
correct me,
one can always do wrong,
not correcting what is wrong is
wrong.
A friend i will always treasure,
ofcourse with no measure,
when or if i stray ,
tell me so i apologize to you.
Copyright © Stellah Ayako | Year Posted 2014
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