Look At The Shimmer Of My Dress Says The Night Poem by Sarah Mkhonza

Look At The Shimmer Of My Dress Says The Night



Look at the shimmer of my dress,
As I enter the palace, of the mind
Of men, and dress everyone in the
Glimmer, of the dark beauty that I
Am. Every body leaves the streets,
And goes to watch movies called dreams,
That I unwind on the screens, I give
Them, that are like visits to eternal
Drive ins, they cannot escape. The night
World I have designed has a glow, that
Angels envy for it transcends time
Everlasting. I sit in this shimmer, and
King sky brings me closer at midnight,
While you wait and listen to the sounds,
Of our tender touches. The world of love
Wakes up, to swim and play in my shimmer,
For people love things like nightly dreams.
Only the bat and owl, swoop down, and disturb
The calm I bring.

Look at what! Wait, wait, wait! Says the day.
I come so clear, so full of life, everything
Wakes up and wears the silk worm dress, I spread
Out and like an ocean of elegance, flowers wake
Up and kiss my world with smells, that perfume
My entrance, and let me tell you girl, it is
Me, who tours the world with him, and not you.
I reign in his kingdom, in quiet betrothed, to
Him not you, who steals in with a stealthy,
Wizardry, smoothness that makes the sick
Worse, that even roosters cannot wait, to
Chase you away, and sing the anthem that
Announces my entrance.

What! hHw can you say that? You who is a money
Grabber, that has people sweating, for you are
An insatiable taker, that leaves everyone tired,
At your wake, only to be consoled, f by me, for I
Tuck them in, and let me tell you, one by one,
Then King sky sleeps on these. I mean my lolos.
And with that, case closed.

When the battle is on in King Sky's harem
Only the gods can stop the diatribe with a
Dance acvompanied by drums from afar. The
Two queens who wrap us in their love day after
Day want us to speak night after night. Those
Who love comparison enter this reasoning of
Ducks and argue until they ate breathless while
Sky listens and tells the rest of the planet
World never go marry gwl wives called Day and
Night for every day is a xag of war for the
Love of the same 'you.' The harmony they bring
Is as the insanity they bring for such is love.

Sunday, December 4, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: life,love,jealousy
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