Oreva Oku

Rookie (Lagos)

Without Passion - Poem by Oreva Oku

I think and thought
i hoped and wished
i cried and mourned
i yelled and laughed
i screamed in excitement
then i realised it was passion.
Passion is strong
it is intense
it is a great feelin of emotion
love, hate, desire, enthusiasm, fondness, zeal, affection and ardor.
A man without passion is like a man without life.
Yes, i pride in myself, i have life because
i have passion,
i know love
i show affection
i know what it is to be fond of
i can give warmth
i am full of ardor.
Just when i was begining to be exalted by my feelings you came into my life,
i found you in my soul
then i knew what i claimed was passion, was nothing compared to what you gave me.
I came to realise that passion wasn't anything else but a woman.And not just any woman, it was you.
Then i remembered 'a man without passion is a man without life.Without you i'm incomplete, without passion i have no life
Now i can boast of passion of love of life.
Because i have you.


Comments about Without Passion by Oreva Oku

  • Rookie Sarwar Chowdhury (12/4/2008 8:15:00 AM)

    Lovely passionate eloquence.........heartfelt.......touching......truthful
    10+++++ (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 3 Points Sulaiman Mohd Yusof (12/4/2008 7:30:00 AM)

    Passion...... moulding our desire and lust. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 29, 2008



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