Olusegun Arowolo Poet Dramatic Monologue

The Nightingale

I wonder and I’m confused ,
How could I lose you?
-a nightingale …full of beauty and resilient spirit ,
Your plumage display  is ‘non secondum’ ,
Your  voice is your power house and your niche ;
I watch and gaze at the sky to see you, 
but your absence is not hidden.. that
 even a blind man could see ,
As my soul is filled with emptiness that 
travels through a vacuum void of hatred;
And engulfed with emotion and passion, 

I’m deaf ,deaf..that I couldn’t listen to 
your  mellifluous voice again ,
Oh! Nightingale ,oh! Dear !!
How can honey become bitter ?
and fresh milk become rancid ?
My love for you is eternal,and 
eternal is everlasting which is celestial…
and ordained by the supreme and father of all ;
This night I look at the sky and found no shinning star ;
Is my sight deceiving me or am I intoxicated ?

I blink!, blink!! and blink!!! only
Tears I see, flowing down like water fall sited deep in 
the forest where silence rules ….. 
My thoughts burn like a molten magma within me ,

Oh! Nightingale ,oh ,dear!! ,
Why do you abandon me in the middle of the jungle ?
Where lions roar…wolves growl…and snakes hiss…ss…..,
Fear seizes my heart ,for I’m now alone ;
My lady is no longer beside me ,

This day I remember just like five years ago ;
As you traveled into oblivion ,
Never to come back,
Your luggage and body vanish into abyss….
Oh! ,nightingale!, where are you ?
My heart burns more than a furnace fire ...

1-12-2017

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