Phionah
THE EMPTY GAZE
Who ever knew she would land in such a trap
Of loving a promising aimlessly love
Of missing without shooting
Shouting at the top of her voice
Calling nothing but love
Believing none but a love so far away.
Feeling the heartbeat in the air
Smiling at nothingYet deeply socked in thought
Staring at an empty wallWith begging eyesBeseeching thou to beget thee.
What do you call this that is come to her?
At a time such as this.To arouse the unbattled spirits of the Virgin flower within, that awaits shining at day break
What craziness haunts this butterfly to fly in the nights to awaken this maiden flow-less flower.When the whole would is asleepAnd government says we stay at homeAnd exercise in our compound?
When the craziness of love attacks a pure soul, it is not enough to say that love is crazy.
If love is pure, let me love you purely.Even when the world is locked down!
As for now, I won’t ask why!“` PB
Phionah Bahungirehe +256 77 6 858 304
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