Love is where;
We promise each other the world
Knowing we do not own a plot
Promised each other buckets of love
Knowing we do not own a cup
We promise each other stuff we are not sure of
We say without each other we can't live
Yet to break each other's hearts we live
We say we can die for each other
But we still live to cheat on each other
We promised each other love
Without even knowing the meaning of love
Do we even know what is love?
We say to each other, we can't sleep
But to each other, we still explain dreams
Without each other, we can't live
Yet after a sundering, we still live
Ouch! This is tough to believe
Love is built on the meadow of lies
And is furnished with lies
Painted in the cloud of lies
Lovers live in that bungalow of;
Wounded emotions and cries
Knowing not where genuine love lies.
©Ibraheeman Jalloh ||#Dogoloya_breed || raheemanjallohpoems.blogspot.com
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