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