Culture
Not Just the Rhyme
Poetry
Tshego Khatri·05-04-2026·1 min read
Am I Yours?
Am I yours?
In the spring of my years
It was in the heart’s writing
To know no one belongs to anyone
What a battle to grasp
That in the autumn of years gone
I fight strange inclinations
Swings overwhelming- to kick, scream or sweetly ask
Do I belong to you?
What ever will I gain?
From asking?
From knowing such?
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