Poetry

A QUESTION OF MY LOVE By Mujaheedah Olorunju Zakariyyah

Written by Bada Yusuf Amoo

It was under the moonlight he walked up to me,

A question of my love was what he slowly whispered.

Like a rejected soul, I turned away,

As the tear of sorrow came over my face;

My love so true but yet concealed.

 

What will I say to He who stole my heart?

No words could describe how I feel with him.

At night I could see his heart through the sky.

From the moonlight I can see his messages with a smile.

 

What will I tell the one who plans his future with mine?

If the whole world were flower, he would pluck it for me.

At the sound of his name, my heart skips a beat.

What can I say to the one I think about all day?

 

For the one I love, I wish the best.

Till I rest, my love will never die.

I won’t fail his test, but wish me the best.

Like his shadow, I’ll be with him forever,

And he will have no place for another.

 

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Bada Yusuf Amoo

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