Throwing tantrums
Is now your anthems
Finding faults
Now happens by default
We used to be better than this
With you am no longer at ease
To be or not to be
Inspite of you I have to be me
Am tired of your constant threat of leaving
So I have made a conscious choice of living
I am me independent of you
So let's get along without much ado
Stop throwing tantrums
It's no axioms
If this union is not gonna work
Then Ihave got to walk
Goodbye my baby lover
Am too matured to be your lover
Goodbye my baby lover
At the end we know who was the loser
A sublime start with a nice poem, Chigbo. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thanks alot, I hope we will be great friends helping each other to grow and glow in this trade