The Guest Of Love Poem by estif Gebru
The Guest Of Love
Is that me who puts you on suffer
Because I wasn’t good and I can’t take care?
Was it ma fault all the pain happened to you?
Because I am a guest don’t know what to do?
Am I the trouble maker who gives you a hard time?
Because I am weak and can’t play the game?
Did I make you sick who made you smoke
Because I confused your mind and fight daily without purpose?
Every trouble which comes to you through me
It was not on purpose, that you can see
Because I am a guest which knows love stuffs these times
That’s why I am mistaken all the time and at every place
Even though, correct me but leave me not
I have nothing at all, only your love, which is what I got
written by someone who loves you
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5/14/2024 11:35:05 AM # 1.0.0.1119
This fine poem reminds me of 'The Go-Between', a novel by Hartley, then there was a movie, a set rarefied and depressed. Estif is an Interesting and sensitive author. That theme was feeling of guilty.