Bohemian London Poem by chize ryan ogunkah

The distant sound of rhythmic resonance
Seemed like an engagement from a distant past
of either the fine banter of rain drops
or a minds music on a battered African drum

But the concoction and conclave of the five senses
Was too dull, too slow to know
This hypnotic exuberance on a frazzled lazy day
And the prey of her alluring charm

But the angst of curiosity
Stealthily succumbs to the silent persuasion
Of an unsure hands (rhythm)
Breaking lose from the grip of inert restraint

The colours of the rhythm,
a melange of cultures and civilizations
reveal the culprits
of this fine cocktail of twisted tunes

Shreds of dexterity in beautiful rags
personifying the charm of grace and sublimity
enwrapped in soothing sounds and pungent passion
and enchanting the while like a reprobate's heart

as fleeting hearts pause their course
to find a niche in this unusual melodic harmony