Etudaye Musa Abdulazeez
Her Love In Distinct Hues - Poem by Etudaye Musa Abdulazeez
Indeed, I wish to hallow
Our love to the world's
Men, like a Gold shiny in yellow;
But where to begin even with words!
That same way
The earth is wash away;
The intense rain.
She washed away my NO previous pains.
Her love in distinct hues
Without pause can wane away my blues.
Her reputation to me a necessity;
The name of a noble city.
Her beauty Her visage
An African brown.
And alike to mine, her age.
At her, my first sight, a fancy crown.
Her beauty, Her words, Her qualities so might.
Like the blueish sky very bright;
Such that in the darkest point at night
Can up up a starry bright white light.
Though not for beauty I love;
Not for beauty I call her my dove.
Must I, but tell her beauty,
A splendor so hearty.
Today as I set to know
Design of me in her, my fate;
As Greatly a wish to hear not NO,
As Greatly, wish her my soulmate.
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