Am back from hustle,
Am back from life’s bustle,
As I can see,
Daddy is in a hurry,
Let him leave so that I tell you my secret,
The secret in my diary.
My heartbeat is increasing,
Loudly, my heart is thumping,
Coz I know that mummy yo worried,
On whether I already know the values of a girl,
On whether I’ve stopped being dull,
On whether I’ve ever lost my everything to a girl,
On whether the today’s love stories have already made me mad.
In my heart there are decorations,
Of flowers and what I need from you is a “congratulations”,
Coz someone somewhere has given me some love portion,
And now in my heart there is a portion,
Where lines of poetry are placed with caution,
For my first love.
Some people already hate me coz I’ve snatched,
A friend from them and whom they loved,
And made her my love,
Some brothers are jealous,
Coz I’ve taken away their sister,
Some parents are bitter,
Coz I’ve taken away their daughter.
My friends along the river,
We used to take bath,
And now their arguments differ,
They wonder whether I’ve taken the right path,
But mummy, she loves me for that.
And I love her too. She’ll be my wife.