Love starving (Love poem 106 by Ngobesing Suh Romanus)

Do you know I am starving?
I am love starving;
You no longer nourish me
With the precious commodity
Which we call love;
I see it flowing around me;
With many feeding fat
On it;
But here I am, starving;
And what is worse,
You don’t seem to care;
You go about your life
As if the world were
Perfect for you;
As everything was perfect.
That makes it so hard
For me;
Don’t you care
That I am suffering?
I love you with all my heart;
But you don’t seem
To have my time;
Aren’t you aware?
Of the harm it is causing me?
I am starving;
Badly starving.


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