Beautiful Stranger

Beautiful stranger 

There's a stranger in my mind.
We accidentally met for 
Professional assistance, but
My mind seeking for
Social aid.
Nevertheless we've been
Helped by a beautiful 
That locked my mind.

Means to meet that
Beauty was clicking since
We left there with
My mind locked by crystal 
Sparkling shining eyes.
But won to face that
Padlock again and failed 
To find a key to open
And lock my heart inside.

Again turning back
To those memories and still,
Thinking to twist your hand
A little bit like old-fashioned way
But the word ABUSE 
Is refusing to go that far.
I closed you inside again.
Cinga about Cinga became
A habit when I think about 
Going there again. 
Her name was Cinga,
A beautiful Stranger
In my mind!

By Thembelani Nqaba
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Bangalee Avatar
September 2, 2019 at 6:13 AM
so the stranger beauty still encourages to write poetry!!///
Nqaba Avatar
August 28, 2019 at 1:28 AM
This poem is about a beautiful lady I firstly met at Bhisho in a formal situation.
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