Kctony Xtopher Nkwocha
A Lass - Poem by Kctony Xtopher Nkwocha
A sweet heart
having eyes glittering like diamonds.
A face that look like the sun.
I am unable to behold the beam
when you smile, it’s like showing
a mirror to the sun
my tool to having more.
I strive to hear your Angelic bell- like voice
that creates ardor in me.
Your gorgeous hair is not incomparable
to the fleece of a lamb; soft like water.
As you walk, there’s command of-
attention! All eyes! Eyes pop- out
to watch you do, what only you know-
best to do- piki- cha, piki- cha; cat- like
as if, you are walking on a straight rope.
Your lips look like a purple apple
so succulent, whose peck
is a trip fare to heaven, feel like
being conveyed to worship He that made you
implore him, to make you, a pretty pride my bride.
Glories to him for such a lass.
Comments about A Lass by Kctony Xtopher Nkwocha
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
- Still I RiseMaya Angelou
- The Road Not TakenRobert Frost
- If You Forget MePablo Neruda
- DreamsLangston Hughes
- Annabel LeeEdgar Allan Poe
- Stopping By Woods On A Snowy EveningRobert Frost
- IfRudyard Kipling
- I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love YouPablo Neruda
- Do Not Stand At My Grave And WeepMary Elizabeth Frye
- TelevisionRoald Dahl