tatenda mbuvayesango


Let Moments Pass

The world shall turn
And these moments will forever tease me
Like a flickering flame they shall dance a dance of fire
and elude my grasp
Their shadows cast apon the ash of souls
from which no pheonix shall rise
But doves shall burn.
Footsteps of a past nights dream,
The ghost of time straddling the edges of an empty room

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