Love Isn'T Dead
LOVE ISN'T DEAD
On a scale of love's name
Where the road is broken
And cause heart aches,
Sweat and tears becomes my
Daily bread,
When will love be permanent
And sink into my blood?
As I write this night
After the death of my heart,
With an elegant chat to reassure
My love will eventually
Remain intact,
Love isn't dead like a bird
Who crosses the earth
And says she will never rest,
You pretend this is the best
So fear never exist in your hair.
I clear my face requesting for
Help
Love isn't dead,
If you don't lend and wait
For blessing to be persistent
Let us blend like the shell
over the snails head or
The chicks egg incubated under
The hen.
Love grows within lengths
As you protect and never pierce
Like the balloon who needs
Constant air plus care to never
Tear.
Please help my friend
She was once obsessed, presently
Has misplaced that lovely
Dress stitched without treads.
I sit to play into my gods tent
Why will love die?
Then tears becomes the repercussion
For this lonely girl.
It takes time to find that perfect
Crest
Open my heart and begin to
Search,
Days may stretch,
But the air will definitely
Bring him near
This only a solid bet,
Please just comprehend.
HABIB AKEWUSOLA
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