It's by This Well

Updated on April 1, 2018
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BeckyTP formally known as Rebecca Moraa is a student at Moi University Main Campus Kenya. My passion in poetry grew in primarily school.

It's by the well,
It's by this well we standing,
The day was young and ripe,
Everyone was busy with their activities,
But our agenda was to meet by the well.

It's by the well where;
Boys went to hunt for girls,
Girls went to meet the boys,
Villagers went for water,
It's by this same stream,
Where I first saw him.

I hate the tales of the stream,
I hate the stories of the well,
I hate the lesson's of the well,
I hate the fact am writing about it,
But by the streams is where our memories linger,

"My love,"his voice echoed,
We sat by the well throwing stones into the well,
He again didn't speak,.
He was vigorously shaking,
I was helpless,I screamed...

He was sobbing,
Form coming out of his mouth,
Silently he closed his eyes,
The love of my life was no more.

By the same stream,
I'm now standing,
Sobbing my heart out,
Death what did our growing love do?
Someone fight this battle with me ,
He is no more

© 2018 BeckyTP


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