Showing sad poems for tag "haunts"

I have you

Daniel Bogogolela

I love all of them but,
their hatred towards me haunts me.
I'm getting confused by their ways
every day.
I know no more whether to call
their love pursuit of I,
love or hate.

I say all these because,
They've told people who cared or,
dared to listen to their speeches,
that I'm less of a man.
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