Until I Became Old Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Until I Became Old



Love,
I went searching for it!
Until i became old;
And, finally, to have it by my side.
Cave, enclave!
To let it be;
Rest, interest!
With workable ways;
But now, it is by my side.

Thursday, February 5, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: love
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bhargabi Dei Mahakul 05 February 2015

With workable ways love shines still a person becomes old. Wonderful composition and nice idea.

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