By my side a smile he forged
And when i took leave he puked and disgorged
By his tender and warm arms i was pleased
But deep within his soul, my heart he squased and squeezed
...
With a veil i concealed my tears
Mourning for my maiden dear
I punished my soul never took a crumb nor slept
As i kept on reminising and wept
...
My heart feels like wet warm ashes
As your fairy hands my body touches
Seemingly my dark skin blushes
You are my soul's duchess
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am a student from Ghana who just completed high and awaiting my result to enter into the university.writing poems have always been my strongest passion.(am particularly into love poems) am looking up to more greater things)
A Pain Plunged In My Heart
By my side a smile he forged
And when i took leave he puked and disgorged
By his tender and warm arms i was pleased
But deep within his soul, my heart he squased and squeezed
He was nothing but my soul
But to him i was a tarted ancient scroll
He would seize and my lips kiss
As in his head he'll scorn and diss
He was my all but my life
But i never his wife
On his shoulders i would cry
Thinking the bearer of heaven had blessed me with a moment of sigh
I never knew who i dinned with
A dream he was Richardson Smith