LAMENTATIONS

It is straining

It is draining

This blessing of top-sitting

While looking into eyes whose main aim is soaring

It is straining

It is really draining

This sorry heaven of pouring rain and heart-sharing

While stretching forth and others preparing

A bowl full of hoping

A heart teaching yearning

A face of innocence crying

My heart zapping and bleeding

A little breathe breathing?

A little heart beating

In a decade and a half mortal while flying?

No, this is not amazing, it is degrading!

These eyes in my sockets are tearing

Seeing a fem-being in the wasting

While her male donor keeps scampering

In an unknown air of nowhere

I am that goal she is seeking

I am that light she is following

I am that hand she is holding

But what is all that when she is a bucket full of water?

By amoafowaa

Just a simple Ghanaian trying to find the best in our society. I may be fun, I may be interesting, I may be funny, I may even be foolish or intelligent, but it is all based on the mood in which you find yourself. I believe our minds make us who we are. Know that, pain, no matter its 'unbearability', is transient. Unburden or delight yourself for a while in my writings please. And all corrections, advice and opinions are welcome. Know that you are the king, queen or royal on this blog. :)

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