Tawona Mzila Ranganawa Poet Free verse

The Widow

The widow
 
My love for any woman is gone
 Buried and sealed in a grave no one can open
 Lost in world full of people 
Idle minded i stand, an empty heart in hand
 With no one who can tender to it
 I am a widow; my love for any woman has died
 
Dead and never to be awaken again
 I am a widow whose emotions are no more
 A heart left with wounds of betrayal
 Fighting off the hands trying to reach out to render love 
No more counting those stars
 Putting on my black suit for i am a widow
 
A forbidden fruit no one wants to bite
 Lost energy to love again, no need for recharge
 Tears have dried and body shivers have seized
 No more at war to fight for love again
 Time heals wounds; it seems mine are not closing up
 Hopeless stares at all the relationships thrown in my way
 I am a widow who cares not for love
 
Sacrificed what needed sacrifice
 Did everything in power to please
 Now I bury my love, tears flooding my eyes
 I cry, i cry for my heart to beat again
 Forgotten how it feels to share love
 I am a widow with a storm of sadness packed inside my soul
 Which no one can thaw down….
 I refuse to love again, for i cannot stand heartache
 Am done with love, forever i will remain a widow.
 
Written by Tawona Ranganawa

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