Prisoner Of Love Poem by Uche Nwanze

Boiling inside like a volcano yearning to erupt.
Bottled up like a gin inside that bottle, if only the cork will be open.
Locked up inside like a bird in a cage, if only she can break free.
This feeling is burning like fire, will consume his host.
I will die if I let it out, I am dead already if I lock it inside.
Should I take a chance, will it be a leap of faith or foolery.
Should I break free, will it be a crime or not to try at all.
Should I break out, will it be a sin or not by sealed lips.
Should I tell him, will my pride be hurt or will I be a victim.
Should I open to her, will it be a mistake or will I be a prisoner of love.


© UCHE NWANZE
18-12-2019
12: 40PM