Herzel Poshiwa Poet Free verse

Unlikely Love Affair

With a rough tug.
Pain transcends through my body,
Like an angry hurricane.

A black hideous mark.
A trace of recurring agony.  
Left permanently to remind me.

Falling to the floor. 
A thud to my sides.
A soft cry of hurt and laughter.

A swollen limb.
Marks the end of every day.
Sleeping on a pill eases the pain.

Dear sprained ankle.
I’m tired and it’s been long
Can we end this tug of war? I want to dance freely again.

© Herzel Poshiwa

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Milton Robertson July 29, 2015 at 7:21 AM Time heals wounds, time heals pain, no need to rush, no need to strain and if the pain don't heal like it should remember, God Is Good... A lovely Poem Herzel.

Eric Boddie July 29, 2015 at 2:13 AM we often find pleasure in pain... with so many crashes, we still board the plane... why we do this, I am not totally sure... maybe it's our undying desire to endure... great write....;)