Making Love I Wept - Poem by BONGOKOBIDA ZAKARIA
I said, seeing the cloud on chest of mountain
My heart is yours; I love and shall love again
Thorn of love is as the high tide of river
Departing from you causes heart wear and tear
Heart throbs pain increases your parting
To hide with straw fire gets more inspire to burning
Loving the stream of spring I wept with no main.
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