Here am I,
Begging for love
Begging for time and attention.
But all seems impossible.
This behaviour from my jim-dandy
Is What hurts most!
It sends wounds invisible into my soul.
Look here, look there, don't you see the scars?
O! No, this is not you!
You promised love and attention
Now I'm getting scorn and disdain.
Before the Coke could swallow a grain,
There lies my Cablegram.
Long will it dwell without a reply
After a decade or so,
There it comes with no touch of romance.
I will plead and beg just to glance her face
The once-free darling now busy
Your presence now expensive
As your absence is costly.
Even at this, remorseless she is.
Now tell me,
Where will I hide my face?
How will I absorb the pain! ?
Who will wipe away my tears?
Why will I beg to have my own?
I'm indeed a beggar.
_Ndimancho T. Nyowikeh_
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem