Poetry is a passion that i enjoy and an alternative language that i speak. This is the reason why i did this short poem below to communicate a message and an issue that most of us face. Enjoy!
PARTED SOULS
Heartbroken,
shattered and crushed, eyes bled,
Loathe
fully, stepping on stars, once in the sky,
Long, droopy blue face, fading
happiness fled,
I thought I
was your palace,
And my heart
your royal throne,
I thought I
had been your King in Dallas,
And you, the
Queen I would bow to as my own.
But now,
darkness rules, only a candle for light,
Memories
burn, like hot coal in my skull, a defeated knight,
Angry noises
of ocean water coming over the shores at night,
Fading brittle smile glowing under the late
moon light
A fallen
wounded King, with no weapon to fight,
In my eyes
you no longer exist, maybe I just lost my sight,
A beautiful
rose plant, you only gave me the thorny part,
Longed for
the day taking vows ‘Till death does us part’
MY POEM CLASSICS
A Poem by Andrew Mwalasha
11th April 2015
I hope you enjoyed. More poetry work coming your way. Thanks for reading!