Korede Abiodun

Domes - Poem by Korede Abiodun

As that comes from your un-healed
heart described by those tiny dying words,
Being with me must have nearly killed you.
Our feelings and sickens
Makin' one acts so strange and blindly
But if wine with time get better
And more pressure couldn't make diamonds finer
As much as certain times as year has passed
And I'm still no good
Neither ten out of ten
Or meet the big check
Nothing made
Out of our battle scars
And our fights
Against the said odds
And joys of reconciliation
And kisses with make-ups
When the pains
Of yesteryear
Couldn't let you grow
I'd burn, while you take your time
And embrace incognito
I'd keep in love, but wouldn't let you know
For love is never selfish to not let go
Will keep every memories and all there is
And thank the Gods that there was ever you
For its not all times we finds our domes
And home.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 9, 2012

Poem Edited: Friday, March 9, 2012

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