Best Poem of Ebhodaghe Godstime

Ode To The Dead Love
A fallowed soul, is free from sorrow
But life no love is death, I think

My heart now bleeds and can not cease
To think with fear, it's fear I think
Such grim of tears my chin has seen
Erodes my head and I can't think
When love is dead is death, I think

What love has done
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Love In Life
Nothing except something
Will make me go there:
Where no heart deepens
To endless promises,
Cloud crow all day
With no drop of rain,
Desires seem to fail
And ceaselessly time falters,
Whether better or worse

Hearts are turned with discord,
Bankers of unrealistic treasures,
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