Seen by Windows, Poetry by Njabulo Dlamini

WILDsound Festival

Genre: Rhyme, Life, Society

Seen by Windows
by Njabulo Dlamini

A moment through the grey night
I hear the curious whispers of the misty air
Little glimpses of ailing amber light
Dancing together as a nightingales love affair

The still open windows gaze afar, bored
Mere conduits for a crisp still breeze
Fill the room!

Alas they feel ignored;
Lest I steal a fancy peek at the senescent autumn trees

There is no light within my frail eyes
The solemn soul has lost its stag sweat
Over a paradise fantasy but rather sheepishly demised
All is inevitable, I confess; but the enduring windows never forget

Laying in pools of unsavoury concoctions
Thrown in the showers clouds,
A wonderful escape like a lifeless motion
This act of palliation draws my window to a peculiar frown

I’ve conceived of the moment, aha!
Floating in temporary slumber
With the tears of a spirit…

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