Eden seed
The sun kissed by mountain goodbyes,
That’s how time flies,
With hope to rise,
And potential born of dedication,
Yet drowned beneath trepidation.
You’re the descended curse from Eden,
Grace misplaced, a soul still bleeding.
Ambiguous dreams, not synchronicity,
You are the seed of Adam and Eve,
Footsteps echo in melancholy.
You pray for wealth, not to be holy,
Chasing gold, forgetting the slowly.
But silence guards the truth you fear,
Like raindrops quieting dust so near.
No gain just pain you feel,
Still, you cease not, nor do you kneel,
Pray when you kneel,
Capitulate not to defeat,
For you are fate’s own Eden seed,
When the noise dies,
The truth stands tall,
The mirror reflect defined art,
That's you realize you got yourself .
Copyright © Njabulo Madela | Year Posted 2025
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment