A creation like that

Creation like that

I Knocked,

The door opened

Never knew of past scenes;

Times of unison,

As they shared the same pillow;

Graduated from solitude to companionship.

My Inner atom smiled.

 

Before the door opened,

Someone just left;

Before vanishing,

He injected breath into her bloodstream.

As I was in.

He came back

Brawling for reinstatement.

 

She never told me her inns.

She knew not of her inns.

My Nubian queen;

I cherished her more than anything.

But I couldn’t determine circumstances.

As green as she was

She never sneaked out.

 

On his presence she managed to put a paw out.

Life was injected into her.

Passive as she was.

Active as he thought he was, a tyrant;

Never posting sight to the scene.

Now that he spat his trespasses,

She stepped back, away from me

“A child needs a mother and a father.”

I spat as she told me the inns like those.

 

Why did he run away?

What cowardice was he in?

I am petrified

Paralysed for sins not mine.

How do I shine?

No more.

My face is now as dull as soot.

My cheeks are streams.

 

How can a man date for two weeks?

Is this flesh weak?

Am I a freak?

Left to bombard my flesh with questions.

She vanished away like fog.

Broke my inner atom.

Took away my autumn;

My prancing like a calf-

She is no more.

 

Dreams shattered.

Love betrayed.

My life is Zero.

She never meant null to me.

Yet that was her name.

It translates to Setswana “Lefela”

She meant a hunk to me.

 

I miss you next to me.

My breath is now a plight.

You were my flight to joy.

Now I am faced by dull days and nights.

No more beams from your sweet grinning lips.

As my head rises I look next.

I find naught.

The rose is consumed.

I miss you.