27 Feb, 2021
By Wangari
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TROUBLESOME TIMES
How I wish I could see myself from your point of view;
I made up the verdict of the whole case in my head;
Finding the right balance was like finding a needle in a haystack;
I was sucked dry and too stuck to leave.
Contented with the eloquence of my view;
I was shocked with what I was fed;
By passersby who wanted me stuck;
And didn't care to ask if I preferred to die or live.
The pain of emptiness is real
When you left I was desolate
I kept thinking we will meet
Rona times postponed our chances to elope
We could not create a lift
Our moods were down so low
The caresses disappeared in a drift
Our smiles hid the grief down below
Funny you came and went
Unrequited love
Disenfranchised, my heart is bent
As your gentle soul flies above as a dove
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