Hello dear, I composed this poem and posted it on my blog so I decided to share it with you guys here on nairaland. I hope you find it interesting!

Cries of The Play Girl at Night!

Let love blow one last whistle
Oh nature hear my cry
I met him complete but left him heartbroken
He gave me all he had but I took it and off to my heels
Love sang several times but I was blinded to mystery
Like a cray pot I am now broken

Let love blow one last whistle
And see me running to it's direction
My heart is so devastated with no more joy
No more picking penny when the gate is almost closed,
Like a clay pot I am now broken

Let love blow one last whistle
For nature I am your child
Bring me back joy for a mother will always love her child
Oh yea gates be opened once again, for I am done with picking penny
For there is no more sound of love calling me
Like a clay pot fallen, I am now broken beyound repair....

Writer: Dayo Adegbite