A mercilessly rain,
At the altar call,
A call to a demise.
A call not befitting at young age.
If only life could be restored by beauty?
It's so beautiful when two lover's delight
But let not a lover love at daylight;
And discontinue by moonlight.
A mother's sister;
Is a friend in-deed
Someone we all may run to in-need
She was every man's kisses
They pray to kiss your fingers;
Each time she is typing.
They see her as monitor,
They dreamt of being close like a keyboard;
They watched her pressing letters.
Her beauty was hidden in a vale
They waited but saw her in vain
Death is no man's bargain
Lover's eyes can't see themselves again.
Non of us is born-again,
A sinner has no right to judge,
A man sleep not with his sister,
Only fools didn't noticed her beauty.
Her eyes speak many languages
That which men's hearts is bewitched
Her smiles is a charming antique;
And a motherless murder is your beauty -
That murdered every lonely soul.
She was a lover's antidote.
The graveyard is eating the best of mankind
Why do you take by force oh death?
How I wish I reject your call;
When my own time is come?
✍🏼© Prince Ojoka 📚
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