Justice JiteEda Poems

At the edge,
You put our hearts when you took your long trip.
Patiently we've being waiting,
Ernestly we've being expecting.
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Humble skies,
Empty evenings.

Mornings inferior,
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Gentle rays of the luminous
Rest mild on my face.
The god cupid's supple grace
embraces me sure continuous.
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Sometimes I wish I was born,
born on a thursday.
But I knew I was on a worse day.
Never mind my judgement, I'm born
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My heart left to die in cold blood.
My soft-spots eaten up by the acidity of
emotions.
Sweet, fair and pure were my notions,
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Holding Him closely,
Patiently enduring,
Ernestly contending.
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