I will surely get back to you when I come online.
We courted for three years,
Yes! We were into each other
Like Romeo and Juliet,
He changed the narrative.
Before then,
I thought all trousers were the same,
For many have sucked my nipples;
Few poured libations,
in my hidden temple.
I have waited for ages,
Often with painful rages;
Memories of heartbreaks hurt,
Even if it heals, the scars lives.
Fortunately I met him,
He was different from others,
He was real, nice, loving
And understanding.
Two years of courtship
Was like a journey to Dubai,
Everything seems perfect,
Indeed love is golden!
The D-day came,
Here am I in my wedding gown,
Few hours to say I do,
Rumour filtered from mouths to ears.
My hubby to-be
Has a child out of wedlock,
From a baby mama,
Who has come to put asunder.
Should I take the risk and wed him
Or call it off?
But why haven't he told me all these while?
Mazi has broken my soul,
What should I do?
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Author:
Jude Chukwuemeka Muoneke (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 18th, 2024 02:39
- Comment from author about the poem: This poem reflects on relationship and the journey of marriage. Relationship comes with ups and downs, lies and unfaithfulness are inevitable when it comes with the matters of the heart. Men are polygamous by nurture and culture. Women bears the burden of their men's irresponsibilities.
- Category: Love
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Comments2
Down here it's called not be able to keep your dick in your pants.
Very apt.
It appears that it is an issue of honesty. Honesty is the basis of fidelity and if one can live with infidelity then well and good. Everyone has little problems with lies and fidelity it is a question of how much. Thought provoking write.
Thank you for your thoughtful submission.
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