Thursday, January 28, 2016

Micheal Ace writes

How to love
A very young girl you are,
sitting against the wind's tide.
You watch your vexed father
impatiently smash your mother.
Tears gain drops in hot flow,
as your mother cries and groans.
But you are the epitome of beauty,
a girl with visions coupled with dreams.
You wonder, marriage is of what duty?
when you can live alone as life streams.
You read my poem on 'how to Love'
Still you vow never to love.
Chaps aim to steal your heart,
love comes as you tear apart.
But men are the same, you think,
You hate yourself as you grow older,
so obvious as how hurt your mother is,
so you say, i can't be smashed either.
I admire your love for porn,
as sex is a demand for your age.
Men still scare you at '30'
so you keep blocking their chances.
How do you now give your mother smiles
by blessing her hands with her grandchild?.
Your school daughters are now mothers,
so it's time you put your life together.
Unfortunately, men don't look your way
because your fragility has passed its days.
Your life now settles for pain at a corner,
Your wails are now crueler than your mother's.
But baby, i know it's not your fault,
for failing to learn 'how to love'
Because you have seen the beast in men,
and the agony faced by women.
But you only made the mistake
of judging your future with
your mother's awful days.
Love is a journey of different ways,
all you need is to choose your own fate.
Now honey, let's rewind the hands of time,
But i'm sorry, you can't be young again.
Continue to envy a life full of love,
for you failed to learn 'how to love'

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