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Be my poem

I will be your rhythm

Be my music

I will be your melody

Be my drama

I will be your dialogue

Be my wind

          And let me be your kite



Be my star

I will be your twinkles

Be my sun

I will be your heat

Be my moon

I will be your beams

Be my wind

          And let me be your kite



Be my snail

I will be your shell

Be my bee

I will be your sting

Be my zebra

I will be your stripes

Be my wind

        And let me be your kite



Be my heart

I will be your beats

Be my river

I will be your waters

Be my bones

I will be your marrow

Be my wind

           And let me be your kite



Be my sleep

I will be your dream

Be my arms

I will be your strength

Be my wings

I will be your flight

Be my wind

            And let me be your kite
  Jun 2020 Enegbuma Angelica k
Rupal
If it doesn't make
you a nicer person
it's not love.
  Jun 2020 Enegbuma Angelica k
Rupal
Freedom is the belief
that no one actually
has your back.
Looking into your eyes
Everything falls into the right places

Holding your hands
Everything now seems perfect

You by my side always
Was all the protection I needed

a felling I would never forget
But now they are all memories
When I think of you all i can do is cry
  Jun 2020 Enegbuma Angelica k
JT
I am in love with Nobody
And Nobody loves me,
When I roll over in my bed
It’s Nobody I see;
Nobody cares enough to stay
And hold me when I weep,
And Nobody will dry my tears
To soothe me back to sleep;
Nobody is a friend to me
When I am feeling down,
And Nobody knows what to do
To get rid of my frown.

As I go through my average day
Nobody’s by my side,
Offering his company or
proffering his guide.
Nobody is my only friend
Sent from the gods above,
But now it seems that fate has tried
To meddle with our love.
Tomorrow night, my Nobody
Heads back to his old home;
He has a wife and child, he says,
Who know not where he roams;

Nobody has been travelling
For years from shore to shore,
Traversing through Ionia
After the Trojan War.
Oh, I will miss my Nobody
With all my giant heart,
I cannot bear to dwell on thoughts
Of us being apart.
Nobody holds my hand and says,
“Polyphemus, don’t cry,”
But I can’t stop the massive tears
From welling in my eye.
I was going through some notebooks from high school and found this gem. Guess what we were reading in English class?
  Jun 2020 Enegbuma Angelica k
Rupal
Overthinking
is insanity.
Not thinking
is normal.
Thinking
is a curse.
A chaos within.
You promised not to
let go
You promised not to
regret

You promised you'll never
look back
You promised you'll never
stop

You promised not to
break me
You promised not to
rip my heart

You promised you'll never
make me cry
You promised you'll never
leave me

You promised not to ever break any of your promises
Your words not mine
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