Love Poem: Nightmare
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Written by: Nana Yaw Ankomah

Nightmare

The night seems younger,rather cold
 More stale than it's whispering blows
 I quiver,I shiver, I'm all stiffened up
 Under horrors of a withering emotion.

 A wandering heart lays tangled,rather trapped
 Among the thorns and claws
 Of thy rosy heart
 My heart races on, I bleed.

 Bleeding to my date out of hate
 I am alone in thy misery pains
 You wound,You hurt but I know
 Can there be love and no pains?

 I hear a certain call on winds
 Telling a tale of an untold love.
 I feel thy lingering presence
 Strangling the very soul of the lover you loved?

 I wish myself as one richer of faith,of hope.
 If there be a world where love knows no age
 There be a place where youth knows no date,
 There shall I await thy wandering soul
 There shall love's root grow deep once again.