The feeling of being alone

The hopes of tomorrow

Has been depleted

And the rise of the drops of sorrow

Because I'm devoid of devoted

And I can't stand for this pine from my bosom

Because you were my obimo

Right now I'm at a war with my self

Why I wasn't quenched of this amiss

That arointed of you

Because I'm devoid you,

I'm like an open draw of the shelf

Because you the only one I miss

I have passed many swines, not the same as you

Because without you, I'm so enkindleness

My bosom is at the ronyon stage

I'm so dismayed the crown to the toe

It is so remorsed

Because this is a hallucination

And my wrought has reached the fate

I miss those words "I love you too"

I do repent me of my fury

Because I have lost an ornament of life

It wicked accelerated timely

And you have rumped up

And deigned to be my other half

It was lechery to call you a wife

With the drenched natures

And these walls can tell

I was a love fanatic

And that vanished without a notice

I feel like a prisoner

Because I'm in love alone

And I'm sick on my head

And mad on my stomuch

Even nurses failed

To find this lunacy called "love"

Because I'm lonely

By: Syethemba Dizzmar Thwala
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