Infatuation

You’ve shunned me for long
Under a slight mistake
Soothe and remember our young
Hilarious with promise to be
And our beautiful song
alter bitter to tea
Unzipped almost is my lung
As it waits for your key
Born is time for ding-dong
Do let the world see
Unless you call for a bang
Livelong as I leave you for the sea.

This poem by Yushau A. Shuaib was first published in Sunday Triumph April 7, 1991

 
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