When This Is Over

  When evening breeze 

halts   saturates

      my vagabond mind

owl hoots replaced by the hum

      of hummingbirds

sooth and serenade me

I'll be at the end of the river 

On a walk

     to the region  of the summer stars 

then reckon the bruises

   on my skin 

and mend my broken bow

 

When bellowing tornadoes 

twirl yellow leaves 

               and offspring

 dance to the soft smooches

   of dewy dawn breeze

 like lovers on twilight picnic

 

when hearts are unleashed from pains 

and love flies in the air

                        Like a loose kite 

 I'll be in the middle 

of the field 

Smelling the fresh flowers scents  

 

When water stops lapping on crog  

and palm wine is

                       shared in gourds  

When ember embraces

winter and 

summer merges into autumn 

I'll be there with my Best_Tea 

  wearing bubbles of smiles   

                            on our faces

as happy feelings stomps on

 our hearts 

 teeth sparkles like diamonds  

 

When this is over 

and stained hearts

                    got cleaned up 

when the bruises heal and 

the scars disappear

when my solitude room gets a suitor

 

when feelings form a big circle 

and love trails

             my footprints 

I'll be brave enough to 

unclad my mask

and walk out of my lone shell.

 

©Iamteazhy

®The Living Legend