A Silent Song
I waved a silent song
past its strongest heights
For a sating revision
of a shy sound to ignite
Asks for melodic tense,
for its sequence of time
heaves a better song
and lights up a star-deprived
haze
regardless of time,
Promises
to sign a sympathetic course
for us in bloodless keys…
and for the lost keys
discarded,
to toe
the empty line
and reside
in our unkempt places
Yet reluctantly,
and
in defeat,
invokes a right
to fill its
self-declared silence
with lasting doubt
And braises a cold heartfelt petal
of pain
To open and fit
a rising reduction of triumph
in different keys
But till then
My best bequeaths to each
of us a silent song
Our second tries aim
a daunting recourse to pasts below
We signed off
in single file
In endless cells,
walled in our own unforgiving pasts
As they
echo beneath
a soldered
and silent core of song
While we wait
for the sympathy of
a melodic distance..
that heaves
and leaves
a silent song to die
a second time
Copyright © Lebo Bopalamo | Year Posted 2013
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