We heard cracking feeble voices in the silent distance!
a terrible fright had us in it's grasp,
feeling of a call of an undetermined destiny imperceptible by the ear
and her nose bleeding told much!
i clasped a wad of cloth to the bleeding nose.
i had my head dead set against waving farewell
to the coins she threw off her hands
"a heavy purse makes a light heart"she said
stung within i couldn't stop gazing secretly at her,
had a quite bit to say...but i couldn't
when the sun submerged into the pregnant clouds,
darkness covered our quaking hearts
we began to race against time
dust wrapped our bodies like a clothes
she wore an insistent look upon her face,
a look of being embattled with sad states of affairs!
she was quite for a while re-thinking dead days
to drown her sorrows
she had a gold ring on her right
she wisphered in tounges words i couldn't understand!
she was married!
she wore a cross ,this cross is someone she did not know neither have they met
in fear and trembling i took shot steps backwards
i fell from bed.....
it was a dream!
it was a dream!
- Author: Mpho Leteng (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: March 28th, 2012 07:42
- Comment from author about the poem:
- Category: Short story
- Views: 32
Comments1
it was nice. i'm not really that professional poet but i like your poem.
To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.