Monday, February 6, 2012

The Ghost by Bhekumusa Moyo


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I don’t even know her
she is here though,
like a ghost-
She haunts the whole me
like a blanket,
she envelops all my fears
like a thief,
she enclosed my heart
no, I am left in hope,
the thief will be caught
and I will be me again.
I hallucinate,
in fear,
in joy,
in anticipation,
in passion,
and hope that
we will fit together
like a Christmas dress
and shine like the morning star
fly to somewhere far
like a fairytale
kiss and hug
ignoring the whole world
until-until-until-------
no!!!!! It mustn’t end.
I don’t even know her
she is here though,

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

This is an interesting poem. It will be great for stage performance. But if it is mere to be read, there are few polishing to be done to make it more visually appealing.

It is a good job, on the whole.

Anonymous said...

This is an interesting poem. It will be great for stage performance. But if it is mere to be read, there are few polishing to be done to make it more visually appealing.

It is a good job, on the whole.

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