Treasure Island

chize ryan ogunkah


Cry Of The Western Sun


In the tranquil of a moment
I hear the flutter
The flutter of my heart beat
Irregular
As altercations and cacophony
This time
Not arrhythmia’s coin
But my burning passion
Rising from the embers of my emotion

It leaves inside of me
But open to an outside theme
For a touch to quench my feel

With an upsurge through my eyes
To find its match
And flicking through life’s pages
To strike a deal
With patches of history
And my heart’s own mystery
As I tread the evening sky
In search of a southern star
Hoping for a crystal night
So from afar
My plight is bright

But the star I find
In the abode of the night is
But a stranger to my picture frame
Where history comes
To recast its ugly shadow
Over a lover’s plight

Submitted: Thursday, August 25, 2011
Edited: Friday, August 26, 2011

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  • Allemagne Roßmann (8/26/2011 6:37:00 PM)

    Interesting and innovative write...liked its verses and phrases weaved and interlaced....a good hand of yours.. (Report) Reply

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