I Feel Like A Lost Baby

The sun sets and my pains rise.
When the venomous tongue glides in and out,
I feel like a lost baby.
As I see you sitting by the pitiless sea,
The tears stand up in the corners
Ready to assault my cheeks
And I feel like a lost baby.
When that snakish smile shows up,
As you sit selfishly in the sun bathed garden,
Keeping me away with the burning spears,
Sorrow crawls all over me...
And I feel like a lost lost lonely baby.

poem by Guindo Mamadou
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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