john chizoba vincent

Gold Star - 13,586 Points (18 may 1990 / Aba, Abia stae)

To Matata - Poem by john chizoba vincent

I once sliced my thought for you,
I bath the wind to cover the my pride.
You were in my palms when I wake
And never will I throw you away like an egg.
I love your glowing laughter and that voice
Of your that echoes like the atlantic waves.
Come back to my heart before sunday
And I will marry you on monday.
Our wedding shall take place on Tuesday
And our honeymoon shall be wednesday.
Till the thursday I shall be with you;
Make money of the a mother friday
Because in you I shall testify on saturday.
I shall slice my days for you Matata;
For you are my sun in whom I am well pleased.

Topic(s) of this poem: love

Form: Blues Poem


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 22, 2016



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