When I Climbed The Mountain Because Of Love
I.
Do not ask me to give you a gleeful smile
My worst female devil
Up on the road that leads to the mountain a thousand mile
Lays the gate of love that lead up to heaven.
Walking up like the corps on a deadly Sunday evening
The birds chirp and insect screeched
On this dark lonely day
My head and heart begins the very argument I started
My fears, my trust, my love disappears
Allow me to cry my tears out in plain words
For the heart of the poet lies in deep grievance
And his legs grow tired on this long journey to the mountain.
Where should I begin from, oh cold, cold night
Sitting here alone in this place the devil dares not venture
Should I curse my self for giving my heart out on a silver platter?
On should I bless my self for this tragedy?
Once again my trust fails, my love disappoint
She wooed me with her false forgeries
Though I was the naive youth
Who thought he could win the battle,
My tears are not enough to appease my god soul
Though she laid a heavy lie on me as my reward
As if I was the untutored youth in the art of love
I dare not utter these vain words
I curse my self every single day
Embracing my pain and regret
Asking my self why I fell in love with her
Though In her mind she thinks am weak
As if she knew from the beginning
The disgraceful disaster she brings upon my soul.
Why should I blame her, for the mistake I made?
II
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I love, even though I do not know what love is
I care, even though my heart lies in pain
Let the birds join me sing this chorus
Like the holy cathedral choir on a Holy Saturday night.
Let the trees rejoice in my honor
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poem by Samuel Donkor
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