I needed someone to engulf me with courage
But every time she said that she wasn’t the better
Option
I really became the weakest for love ’cause I couldn’t
Capture my destiny
I tried so hard to find out the right path to follow
And I realised that
Some were failing rockets
Some were broken sockets
Some were corrupted dockets
And some were hollow pockets
My instincts : never underestimates the power of a woman
But in the making growth was the sleeper of patience
She was one of those referred to as rare breed
“They” said that a graduate don’t deserve an upcountry
Lady
Well, I was of contrary opinion since I had seen her potential in creativity
I guess it was love blocking my mind with dreams
But I realised that
Some were sailing boats
Some were tricked goats
Some were in leather coats
And some were empty quotes
My instincts : never undervalue the ability of a woman
Still she insisted on being friends first before the start
I kept on having strange dreams that I couldn’t recall
What I knew was that all she reserved I deserved without
Questions
I conjectured that she had experienced a lot and therefore
She needed to scrutinize me
I came to a realisation point of duty to myself
And I realised that
Some were dried weeds
Some were untrusted feeds
Some were terminated seeds
And some were confused breeds
My instincts : never depreciate the responsibility of a woman
My stance depended on the willingness of the bride to be
Vehemently inserted in the budget for the execution of what was Idealistic planned
Her doubts were precluded by trust we built on the acme of holiness
In turning point of redemption there was spots of fallacy
And I noticed that
Some were fallacious tickets
Some were derivative wickets
Some were threatening thickets
And some were playing quixotic crickets
My instincts: never ignore the smile of a woman
She made her decisions courtesy of her mother’s directives
I knew this time it was going to be difficult to penetrate her heart
I stood with my principles to convince her entire family to accept me
But all she did was balancing her facial expressions
I opened my eyes to see the impossibilities
And I felt that
I must improve my courage
I must stand strong on my stage
I must clean my hands to open a new page
Because her mother was a fantastical sage
My win was they were all impressed with me
The reality is that she’s a woman appreciated by the society
My patience had cooked stone and it’s soften for a swallow
The back biters were left mouthless ’cause our response was a massive success
I ink in resplendent piece of hope on the paper to shutter unfiltered talks.
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