Unrequited Poem by Philip Bangura

Unrequited



How is life when mistakes

are numerous.

Unrequited is it not?

Can one make mistakes and

Continue to live on?

Unrequited is it not?

How I see that skin, which

is a constant

Reminder of my mistakes.

How is life when mistakes are numerous?

I would make millions more

Just so that my unrequited

mistake was not made.

Tuesday, April 17, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: love,mistake
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