We were mates in the same class.
We were good friends, all knew that.
We were littles, together we climbed the education ladder,
Till our path forked after junior high school.
I felt the starting step love for her
But never hint her my heart climbed for her. I acted cool.
'Tell her'. I couldnt.
'Tell her'. I couldnt.
My heart kept talking,
But,
I could not.
God been so Good, SHS was our portion.
I had a school, homogeneous of same sex.
She had a school, but heterogeneous.
And that shook me a micro little.
Her thought drove all the beauties away.
She was part of my core, but it was too late.
One day, getting to WASSCE, I gathered all
My broken courages and through cyberspace,
Made her know how my heart drummed before her presence.
She replied, 'Bobi, you are just a friend' with a little
laughter, behind.
It hurts.
Yes you're right, it hurts.I don't have experience, but i can understand it. Hope you've forgot her & are happy now.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
WEN DID ALL THESE HAPPEN..... ahaaaaa