Bernard Gabriel Okurut Biography

Perhaps,
...but a few lines of poorly written verse
Won't speak to your heart.
Am thinking of a bad joke not to crack,
...

I almost speak up,
But your beauty shuts me up.
I guess I need your help
To overcome this coward I have become.
...

Why should you come like a thief at night?
Wrapped in a mist,
So dark a cloud!
Seek you not to suck my blood?
...

I descend into an abyss of melancholy,
Tormented by a myriad of thoughts.
I watch my soul vanish,
My existence turns into nothingness.
...