I can only do little, you can only do less,
All of your doubts, if I am the cause,
I’ll make you forget them all, forget them all
When my lips meet yours, meet yours.

The heartfelt sorrow, you will not be its only victim,
Beyond the hurt and pain, your bliss lies,
I’ll take in your sins, so that you won’t suffer,
You’ll take my heart, so that what we have won’t meet its demise.

And I hope, my love, your bright glow of light will again be discovered,
If you fall, I’ll be there to catch you,
If you cry, my shoulder will be yours to lean on,
If you’re hurting, then all I can do,
Is be there for you until your pain, your sadness…
All of it, is gone!



Elijah studied English in University Of Ilorin. He has ardour for writing poems and short stories; he has over a hundred pieces in these genres to his name. He nicknamed himself "Germane" as a result of his frequent use of the English word. He says: "Art is my heart".

1 Comment

Musa Muizah · February 8, 2018 at 1:50 am

Awwwn….this is so ‘erotic humanism’. You are becoming the Renaissance man of our time.

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