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Poem by:Ummul Sufyan:Unstoppabble Mirage

Sojourned to ask,
how do I love thee?
For thy love is an
unstoppable mirage,
yearned to count ways,
loving thee to the depth,
the depth  of river
Niger and river Benue,
to the breadth,the
unending parallel lines
of the road and its miraged
view afar,to the height,
the unending motion of the cloud
Beloved, my soul yearned,
could reach when feeling
out of sight, for the end
so being an ideal grace.
©Ummul Sufyan
August,2019
Ummul Sufyan is an upcoming poetess who hails from Kogi state, Nigeria. Her ink soars like a roaring lion. She's a final year student in the University. 

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