Silent Heart Poem by Onalethuso Petruss Ntema

i say to a painted rose
with painted love by the gardens
to untag the silent heart
of love by valentine's
weathered storms of its color,
it's rain drops i could follow
on a rainy path with love puddles
for me to swim
as my eyes kept sinking
into the unknown dream,

i let the her pose
lie in her
than dose
to a painted pose
i suppose
with painted eye lashes
and textured in dye ashes,
dark in color with dashes
of charcoal on its nose
as i drew my hand so close
to a painted rose
by the gardens
into the unknown

i stood patiently
and finally
caught an eye, suddenly
my bones trembled eagerly
as she walked past mine, actually
without notice of mine, dear darling
...and untagged the silent heart
as i walked towards her heart
but weathered
as she furthered
her waist to the toe
for me to love more
her scent i adore

my heart ran in silence
to a love at a distance
but my silent heart
stayed in one sense
by the rose gardens
quietly, said to the florist
'can i take her with me? '
she smiled, nodded but cried
for once and dried
her eyes as she waved
at eyes on the back of my head
and died
with painted love by the gardens

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poem: 'silent heart'
book: thus spoke ntema: the unknown poet
year: february 2013 (book no.2 of 2013)

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