I will
not bargain for love again
For
there is nothing I will gain
But an
undying pain
I will
not follow again
This
train of fame
To tame
my shame
Of the
sorrows retained
And the
ones yet to be obtained
Never
worry
Do not
be sorry;
For
this story.
For in
the sight of men you
Have
attained your glory
But
never worry
For a
thousand year
Myself
I shall avail
To be
blamed
Holding
on tight the regrets
Of lost
aimed love
O,
love!
I laugh
on the heard of the name,
Love.
Love.
---Fampah
Coyish---
© By Fampah Coyish-Awoken By Poems 2015