Betray Poem by Felix Otiende

Betrayed

How did I let my eyes limit me?
Were you the serpent in the garden?
I walked around crazily,
Holding to your love song,

Song of unknown tune,
Your song was my victory,
In my victory there's a loss,
In my loss there was no love,

Not even a sign of feelings,
In loss you didn't feel anything,
You only played part of the hero in the night,
Blessing my private body part,

I allowed a cat to take care of my milk,
You ploughed my farm roughly and tiresomely,
As if you rode a stolen bike,
Only to empty my beehive,

Love is not a deal,
Yours is trouble than pleasure,
I'll stop loving you,
To recuperate what was lost.

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