Wesongah David Poems

From the gloom that you dumped me,
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I shall return,
To walk by the cool streams barefoot,
And munch on the thick grasses,
Listening to to the lullabies of the birds,
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I crave the imaginable- and the unimaginable too-
Because-I know not how to put it, typical,
Days are long-and wish I could be waiting for you,
Or find you somewhere, under the starry skies at twilight
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She takes little tottering steps towards daddy,
Little necklace locket in her tiny hands,
Laced with a 'for my unborn daughter' signage,
'Daddy it's me' she seems to be saying,
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Let me feel your cheeks,
Kiss me then.
Feel the depths of your tongue in me,
Lost in an innate desire.
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His eyes are misty, palms clasped,
Downcast are the eyes,
Praying for a bountiful
Curses an idiom beheld by acclamation,
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That we loveth with an open eye,
Lies- shrieking romantics-Hopeless!
Did you see it coming?
Never! ! I scream again and again,
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Unto the streets,
Dark, barren, lovingly hostile,
Back dropped by the sounds of a kissing gun,
Fancied by the dogs-hounds of seventh incineration,
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Do you remember me?
In your singular trains of prevail,
Do you recall us then?
Do you ever wish we had made a right decision?
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Who ever stood aside and watched,
Cheered on the raze in the lazes
And said yes,
It deserved to burn,
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