Power Of Love Poem by Youmpkang Bapkek S Bright

When she sees me 
I became the abolitionist of her sleep but the topic of her dreams 

unknown to me it is my rib she wants to be 

she behaves like a sheep in my front because it flows in her heart like streams 

 

 

Her auditory was less a word to express 

she is the needy but still want me to ask 

conversation with me or friends, she finds it as an Impress

Using logistics, my opinion are acted at fast 

 

Using logistics, asking whether Iam in whatsapp

I said she should be straight or else receive a slap

I was abolished from sleeping by a stranger

Softly says: hello! My sweeter

 

It became a subsidise prestigious material without bargain

I was convinced by the voice without vulgar which becomes my gain