full moon wishes
no one to ride
no longer horses
for some not i
shiver down spines
one too many
music on phones
the only remedy
coupled with love
the price is well set
a cow for its calf
a madam to a pet
preoccupied thus
far on a nearby spot
solace our homes
life offers a whole lot
a trial to hate
one life span sentence
goodbye i wave
loneliness makes sense.
© ISAAC RAMOSHIDI BOKABA
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