Ode To Tina
It is a tale of love
concerning an event
of a story once
upon a time beholden
nature as it is
couldn't resist such a mystery
the forests, rivers moon and mountains
were resonating to consternations
of which site once upon found
if it were a golden search
the world would have been reporting
a narration may be concerning her own
ah! life were seeming to the side
of the air, like a new fangle adventure
was it all a beating of a true love?
nobody would tell
since the earth as it is
couldn't be rounded to such ersatz
nor all trees and their leaves
could in any way be lost to oblivions
no, nor horizon heavy with our
dreams could relinquish so far
to demand of tis a feeling
no bird, no catapillar, no termite
ever has a merit or ectacy and easness
to fancy so
now it is asked "what is the fate of such
a contemporary?" the answer is to faint
sooner or later with a tower
of a next rainbow coloured still love kind.
Copyright © Bamanga Bashir | Year Posted 2021
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