LIKE ROSES, LIKE THORNS

 

Life loves… 

With each leaf dancing to the mastery of the wind,

With each heartache and tear-stained cheek,

I still envision small holding big.

Not that I was big enough to be called big.

I sold a part of my life for love,

I sold a part of my love to live.

With each sand falling off my feet,

With each water dripping down my skin,

I still wanted movies and popcorns

With my rather too loving eyes burning your skin.

Coffins with such size shouldn’t exist.

We don’t get to die young.

We all deserve to be named.

Jahil, life loves…

…like roses do thorns.

© The Fourth

Fortune Elvis[The Fourth] is an African teenage boy residing in Lagos, Nigeria. He finished his secondary education in The Valiant Foundation School, Sango Otta, Ogun state. He’s a Poet, Copywriter and a Singer. If Only Hearts Break is his second anthology in his four years as a professional poet. And yes, he prefers vanilla to chocolate.