I love you
in my stock market.
your status trades higher
than you can imagine…

Do you know
your beauty is a bully,
and my juvenile heart
an innocent victim…?

I want you but you laugh
the playfield is not level,
for before your eyes
am a valid, valued joke…

I need you but you laugh,
for my entire personality
is based on the fact
that i am a peasant…

you were not mine
you are not mine,
i habour no false hope
that you will ever be mine…

But my heart aches
to make you mine
a share of you,
would be my life conquest…

So i humbly ask
would you compensate the hurt
that you cant be mine,
and make it my turn…?


Published by: walterthekenyanpoet

I am a Kenyan Poet, Writer, and Passionate narrator with a keen eye for books and Print Media. I am not a bookworm but I admit I am addicted to learning new things and sharing knowledge. I am here not just to stay but to influence trends. I wont advise you to watch this space. I will instead advise you to stick to this page. YOU WONT BE DISAPPOINTED, that's a promise.

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