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27.7.14

POEM: The Musings of a Lonely Lady




Where is my love?
Have you seen him?
I'm here, waiting.
Waiting to be found
I miss him
I need him
My love!


Where is my love?
Do you know him?
He was here, standing.
Standing with me
I saw him
I felt him
My love!

Where is my love?
Still not here?
I'm anxious, thinking.
Thinking he's got another
I should go
I move on
My love!

Where is my love?
Is there any hope?
I'm here, praying.
Praying he finds me
I should stay
I hold on
My love!

I believe he will come.
My love will find me.
My love is mine.

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Written by Nwamaka Ajaegbu
Twitter: @Amakamedia

5 comments:

  1. And I found you!
    Nice poem.
    +May your ink never run dry!

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  2. Ah ah...wat happend to bro so and so. I thot he was...and that he had...*winks*

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    1. Really? Please where did you find him? *blushes* Tell him to come quickly!

      Thanks for visiting, Chimezie.

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  3. Nice poem. Has he found you yet?

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