The Third Letter #mcl 3 Poem by Kondwelani Tembo Nguluwe

Dear Esther,

I -
So many times thought of this...
Wishing - for a chance
That -
Maybe the time when I get to see you again
It shall be in bliss...

I -
Have played and replayed what I would say to you
And not to cause a mess
Not to miss
any stripes;
You -
Speaking in a hiss...

I -
Sit again under the same roof
Of which we;
You and I met
And over about a thousand times I reminisced it;
Wished it
The next moment we meet,

Your voice,
I hear like you're just speaking to me
Your name,
rings on in my mind over, and over, and over, and over
Your smile,
I can just picture
Your sight,
I try so many times to paint,
Frame and shade more light in a picture
But it is incomplete
without you near and I cannot capture your figure
This, yes I was eager
Yet, only memories linger

I -
Hope at that moment there shall be no fear of anything sweeter or bitter
And, nothing to hinder
Your, visual is not forming
Just, your name ringing on
Ding-dong, like the jingle bells
And louder, like the huge bells of the Catholics
Heard over large, land-stretches
On replay in the milliseconds -
in heartbeats

I -
still hear roars an cheers all round me rising
That high temperature you brought on me now slowly subsiding
Bonds created, now breaking
Boats sailing, now wrecking
Bridges holding, now failing
Blocks all chances of we meeting
What was I thinking...

Probably nothing
But probably something sweet
Like a bird's tweet

I -
was pushed to think that I'd quickly forget
That,
very soon the memory of you in my mind will be wiped
And,
will be buried with my past
But,
this wish and hope to see you again will long last
For,
the details that must
So,
I can truly know what is what
Or rather if there's any other

I,
Hopefully hope and wish to see you again, Esther

YOURS WISHINGLY,
Kondwelani.

© My Confessional Letters - Smiley NTK Thefir5t
April 2015.