Date: Nov 13,2018
Subject: 2#No Metaphors to Express
You always say "Jot me a poem of adulation"
But how do I begin to jot a poem of infatuation
when my armour is filled with lamentations..
When my armour is dwelling deep in dolor and fervor
Its as if I'm too tired of trying
For I have long been agonising.
Do not blame me!
For my heart is raged withapathy
And again its filled withardency
Maybe it shows I cannot jot anything apart from me sobbing and showing some amity that is in my armour...
I long to jot a poem of rupture
But I feel like I'm plainting
To you I long to adent and to hanker.
When I urge you
My heart drown deep in anguish
For I long for us to nourish
the seed of devotion we planted...
Mind you!
I do not have metaphors to express on this paper
No personification
But word of inclination
and thatof laceration
While my eyes are filled with animosity and apathy
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem