Inasmuch we can say
It is sweet to live and love
In it, we smile from day to day
And at large, we refresh the big thoughts of life
That is what we can do, in the world of doom and sorrow
A question rose, from the back of my mind
Whom is to love? when and how?
Is it by just a talk
Or by smiles and actions, if actions, how is it revealed
By just a sleep? No, that is not love!
Can one purchase , truly can't guess the price
But why do they ask for money and prize?
Is it a custom from our forefathers
Or it is a command from the heavenly father
Please, tell me if you find the answer.
Oh! It has become a gold
You have to toil to purchase it
Belief it or not, it is given to high bidders
The poor have no say, they are disregarded
But what a shock, it goes perishable
My esteemed thinkers , this goes to your mind
You must plan to love, by all means and not material
Avoid at all cost, that cheap love
To drink, eat, swim, lie and ride. That is not enough
The world hurts, all who care and lie.
The Cheap Love I Hate
Francis Omariba
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Poem topics: I love you, father, life, money, poor, rose, sleep, smile, sorrow, sweet, answer, question, gold, talk, drink, high, avoid, live, plan, belief, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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