DRY YOUR TEARS YOU LASS!
Oh! You lonely heart
Sick on stone of love
Gaze million of love past
Through the gate of love heart
You! Lass of morrow joy
Weep in street of solitary way
Oh! Open white heart for new saviors pass
Soil opens the pregnant of land
For earthworm to burrow,
You are rose of Sharon,
You look like lily of a valley
As a lily among the bramble
Just like your love among lad,
Dry your tears young lass
Man is blow trumpet love to you
Our land whisper of joy to your side
African love lorn, dry your tragedy tears
Maker listens to your woeful ballad
You lass, let joy circulate your heart
Because your flower still fresh
Great expression of your feelings and emotions! Nice to read!
very nice poem. just wait and watch love will come to you......so dry up your tears.
Beautiful words.- - -Loving words indeed for the motherland.
Comparing actual love to Africa. I wish joy to the lass as well.Man is blow trumpet love to you Our land whisper of joy to your side. Very nice words liked it
Very well said, the simple honesty in this piece. Great expression of your feelings and emotions! very nice poem. Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Its really a good poem. Full of feelings and emotions.Thanks for sharing dear Ayoola