Eighteen Years Poem by BONGOKOBIDA ZAKARIA

Eighteen Years



Love sick you embrace me with passion
To heart the enraged spring causes persecution

I have passed eighteen years sleeplessly
I shall desolate- Set me free immediately

Months proceed to season- returns the spring
Bumble bee has come or not, bud looks smiling

Where have you gone- unbearable this affection.

Monday, December 26, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: passion,sick,spring
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