The Nightingale
I wonder and I’m confused ,
How could I lose you?
-a nightingale …full of beauty and resilient spirit ,
Your plumage display is ‘non secondum’ ,
Your voice is your power house and your niche ;
I watch and gaze at the sky to see you,
but your absence is not hidden.. that
even a blind man could see ,
As my soul is filled with emptiness that
travels through a vacuum void of hatred;
And engulfed with emotion and passion,
I’m deaf ,deaf..that I couldn’t listen to
your mellifluous voice again ,
Oh! Nightingale ,oh! Dear !!
How can honey become bitter ?
and fresh milk become rancid ?
My love for you is eternal,and
eternal is everlasting which is celestial…
and ordained by the supreme and father of all ;
This night I look at the sky and found no shinning star ;
Is my sight deceiving me or am I intoxicated ?
I blink!, blink!! and blink!!! only
Tears I see, flowing down like water fall sited deep in
the forest where silence rules …..
My thoughts burn like a molten magma within me ,
Oh! Nightingale ,oh ,dear!! ,
Why do you abandon me in the middle of the jungle ?
Where lions roar…wolves growl…and snakes hiss…ss…..,
Fear seizes my heart ,for I’m now alone ;
My lady is no longer beside me ,
This day I remember just like five years ago ;
As you traveled into oblivion ,
Never to come back,
Your luggage and body vanish into abyss….
Oh! ,nightingale!, where are you ?
My heart burns more than a furnace fire ...
1-12-2017
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