I'm a fighter. I'm a dreamer.
I'm a winner. Take me higher.
I'm a loser 'cause I'm human,
I'm a sinner 'cause I ain't perfect.
I'm so tender when I'm loving,
And I'm a lion when I'm mad.
I'm sure a Bible in Sunday morning,
And a guitar in Saturday night.
I'm a bunch of roses in her eyes,
I'm that smile she gives when she looks at me.
I'm a 'Sweet yellow rose' when she's singing,
And a 'Darling' when she seeks me.
I'm a blessing and I'm loved,
I'm a poet 'cause I'm loved.
Sonnet Xv
Khayelihle Bongiswa Gamedze
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 08/08/2021
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Poem topics: guitar, night, perfect, rose, smile, tender, human, sweet, morning, bible, yellow, sunday, poet, saturday, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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