When I Stop Been Real Poem by Blessing Asake

When I Stop Been Real,
the feelings keep fading,
who will dance to her love
sickness,
the tunes can be hear afar
when I pledge not to be real again.

key's to her heart is love,
door to her soul is truth, what I weird state of mind, I move it near dangerous hearts,
silent is going to cool her,
I sound to be real at first.

pledge to give her heaven when
I haven't bag the earth,
tell her the world is going to be
okay, haven't see any good thing
about that, now she is wondering
hurt by love.

her tears are uncontrollable,
I never sound to be real,
her world is getting worst,
who will see to that?
she pledge to curse the world,
when I stop been real.