I beg tears to come
To flow freely from my eyes
Hoping that my burden will be light
Wishing that my pain will be relieved
But it refuses to come
Then I beckon on death to come
To come and take me off this world
For I regreted ever living
For there is no purpose of living again
Yet, death refuses to come
I, Finally, called on love
Trusting in it's power
Believing in it's strength and might
Then I remember
That all my troubles and result of my fall
My fall out of Love
My Fall Out Of Love
Falling out of love happens because of varied reasons, some noteworthy, others sentimental, many rational, but others are plain crazy. Whatever the reason was, love is lovelier the second time around. This poem is outrageous! .10 for it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice piece my dear Okuola! i was touched reading this..