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 May 2019 Banele Msimango
Cné
sometimes,
i like to dance
with the devil
burning eyes upon me
in hypnotic dazzle
my toes easily
sweep away inhibitions
quieting my angelic
voice's suspicions
as whispered words
brush thine ear
my entranced ego
has no fear
endangering
as it may be
our bodies entanglement
appears free
with soaring thoughts
of ecstasy
we ebb and flow
in ****** mystery
seduced in music
playing rhythmically
ecstatically,
i dance willingly
I think that this is sunshine
sitting here in the dark

I think that this is translucent
sitting within these walls

The sudden lightness
of a deep breath
following when
I could not

And there is a nattering
at all times

all of us signaling
all of the signaling
here
i am

still this coolness
the dryer churning dry
tv backgrounding a rerun
the dog shaking its collar clinking

something is waiting for me
i know
i can feel it on the back of my neck
one in four of you feel that too

i am banging in a wary way
at this edge here
a caterpillar on a leaf in a tree in a forest
of could be
 May 2019 Banele Msimango
Jen
Human
 May 2019 Banele Msimango
Jen
You are human, so let yourself be
You,
You are flawed, we all are,
So let yourself fall,
And then get
Back up,
Dust off your knees,
No one is perfect,
This is something
Sometimes not easy
To see.
 May 2019 Banele Msimango
Jen
Day ended,
I drifted away
Because I no longer
Wanted to stay awake,
Where did I go?
It's a place where someone
Loves me and won't let go
It's a place only in my mind
Where I believe it's so
Standing on the bridge looking down stream
The sunlight a curtain through weeping leaf
Trailing their ends in the moving slowness
Of a shallow children filled patch of crystal.

Love Mary **
 May 2019 Banele Msimango
Jen
Eyes fixed on the desert stretching its tired body across the earth

Years fly by and before you know it you are no longer staring across the way on that one certain day,
It's ten years later, twenty, thirty, nearing the end, and you think,
what will I be...

Will I be forever living in a dream,
and is all that surrounds us not what it seems?
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