Vyktor Ekott

Rookie (14th February, / Akwa Ibom State, Nigeria.)

Prisoner Of Love - Poem by Vyktor Ekott

In chains, I was restricted
In your heart, I was convicted
Judging by emotions, I was guilty
This feeling made my mode faulty
Loving you was my crime
I was longing to be jailed till my prime
I wanted to die in your prison
Even if my offence was without a reason
I was guilty, this was justice
Bail me not, I want to die a convict
I love this crime
Jail me through a life-time.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 30, 2010

Poem Edited: Tuesday, October 5, 2010

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