Dark Angel
Hail her happy hours
Dine and wine with her crew
Or read her love stories;
Her honey pot, - a bitter kola
Watch her spit on tower of Babel
Run! When she gets hold of your mandible
Scream a-loud! Young man,
Try walk a long way with her;
Tears will cuddle your cheeks,
Pain will play pranks with you,
Shame will hug you day-by-day,
Heat will rinse your outfit;
Mankind perhaps irritate
And death may shake hands with you.
©Author Kelly JUUZ
(A salient prolific author...)
13/03/2018
09: 25PM
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem