A story to Regret

She wants to hurt me with my blood,
She vows to bring tears with my eyes,
She denied me at home and abroad,
And made shame close my Eyes.

Another me in another world,
She swore I would never meet another me,
Even if I search the whole world,
I would be like a blind man in search of the world.



Love is sour,
She was honey ,
Now love is fire,
I am now lonely.

I forgot her in my race,
She felt I had gone,
And she moved on all alone in our race,
I was sorry but it was all gone.

Fate might save me,
Miracle might work wonders,
Life might find me another me,
And make me happy with her.

 Copyright © 2015 by Oyelalu Joshua