Sykolodyne Syko

April Fool For Love - Poem by Sykolodyne Syko

Its April n I don't even care,
Its not April.....fool; when I say I love you dear.
It is real, n that's all I feel,
Its my will.....Boo; even if I had to b on d hill.
U can't kill but to heal it,
Work in my ways; there will be no waste.
Rock feels on ur waist;
Blues on ur breast.
Lay ur head on my chest,
Relax its a game....not a game of chess
Its a game of thought, not of chance
A true game of emotions n romances
Its April, n I don't even care,
Its April fool when I say I hate You.
Its April, I love u.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

Written in d Premium Kitchen, Lasgidi kogbagidi. Inspired by d month of April. N it goes out to U, U know who U R.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 18, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, October 2, 2013

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