Hurt Heart Poem by Enikanoselu Seyi

HURT HEART

This is the world of tragedy,
A world of failure and deceit,
A burden to be saddled with,
A teen heart is virtuous when bleeding.

She ever sworn the day we met,
Vowed to fight to sleeve,
In moment of duel,
She promised me.

Interesting, believe I to book,
Shoulders raised as if I were rich,
Making a coy smile at corner,
While some grinned at my madness.

She has not held to it,
Eye-wind blew she trembled,
Made a race of no return,
Until she finally turned over.

She put me in everlasting tumour,
The body in winter's hatred,
Calmed heart cracked off,
Perhaps till mortality provesits law.