Dear Sunny
I wrote the words below the other night. I wish you were here to comfort me and offer me wise words.
Ah, a failure. I could see it in her eyes -
The disappointment -
The scarcity in her thoughts to find anything good.
And do I hold my head in shame?
Do I bereft myself and eat dust because she shuns me.
O I hate rejection! I despise it.
I hate it because of my skin and what is beneath.
If I was another and in a better position she would have agreed and loved it.
But I am scared, afraid to go after another
And at the same time, I can only be honest with myself
And give what I have.
I cannot give what I do not have
And if it befits not her fancy then it is adieu.
She is tall and elegant -
A divine beauty.
The woman of my right hand!
But it is a dream - yes another dream!!
Malima
K.Oni
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