It’s barely a month since you left us on our own, with my daughter,
You made the decision when you found out that my ex paid me a visit at work,
I wanted to explain the whole drama but you said i was capable of man slaughter,
You gave up on us when we needed you most madam clerk,
Category: Romantic/Love
Romantic poetry is the poetry of the Romantic era, an artistic, literary, musical and intellectual movement that originated in Europe towards the end of the 18th century.
Woman of My Dreams
She was breathtaking like the early morning sun, a brunette,
Her eyes were glowing vividly like a burning candle,
I stood there holding my helmet, restless like a smoker who had lost his cigarette,
I speechlessly watched her beauteous self walk past me, she was so admirable!
Dear First Love
If there’s a lass i have ever loved as far as i can breath, it’s you my Carolina,
Remember the highschool days when we were so tied together,
When we were still young, how we sank in deep thoughts planning our future,
How i used to promise you that i shall be successful like Mark Zuckerberg of Facebook,
The Angel I Once Dated- Poetry by Wyclif Musau
She whispered to my left ear, that she had been sent by Diana,
To deliver a stylish black gold- coated suit imported from Ghana,
Followed by a brown envelope written on top of it, “I’m sorry my sweet banana”
Inside rested a thousand dollars accompanied by an album of French Montana,
Peculiar Things That My Father Told Me
Summer is here, the trees are losing their leaves yet again,
There is an instant drop of lively plants on the riverbank,
We commence our journey to the farm, winding through the bushy table land,
Father used to let me sit on his neck from behind as we jostled through the woods,
Maria, The Beautiful African Damsel
Her contagious smile would melt the hearts of her admirers,
Her long hair that comfortably sleeps on her hips,
Was a certain assurance that she’s queen of the brown land,
Favour found a home in her little skimpy head,
Inside the Corridors of Jealousy
Envy is a Green-eyed monster that resides in the inner most part of a human heart,
Having a jealous friend around you is like caressing the back of a rattle snake,
One day he shall dry siphon your blood vessels to death,
Beware of your fellow men, the enemy is within your habitat,
She Belongs to the Streets
Showing affection to some girls is like adopting a serpent,
She will bite your hand when handing over dinner to her,
Watch out on who attracts your eyes when your pockets are full,
Others can turn to devils when your bank runs dry,
Little Strings of Poetry 