Long ago,
My heart bled,
Consistently from breaks,
Flooded with tears,
Resulting in conscious fears,
Gripping my soul,
Making me despise the beauty of love.
In admiration I stood,
Pleased with the joy and comfort,
Love brought upon its birds.
Still I was lost in love’s enigma.
I hunted high and low,
Survived bumps and pitfalls,
But enslaved to the fear of love.
As deep I hid,
Yet I was seen.
In solitary I decided to live,
Yet she gave me companionship.
At the tick of the clock,
The fear escaped.
I was refreshed and rejuvenated.
My eyes were flamed,
With blazing love and inner peace.
As my eyes blinked,
The angel flew away,
Leaving behind a note,
Shedding her naked fear of love.
WRITTEN BY: ANGEL DZIDULA KOMLA
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