My face is dark
My lips are stuck
My heart is a fire
My wife is a cheater
My wife is called Rita
My bestfriend is Juda
My anger is a killer
My fist is a hammer
My eyes see blood
My hands are cuffed
My body is under arrest
My life is behind bars
My wife I mudered
My wife is cold blooded
My bestfriend is wounded
Please stop cheating
Why always risking? ! ! !
A great start with a nice poem, Grace. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It's heart touching sad story nicely narrated. Thanks for sharing Ojok.