I want to sing a poetry
again…
after the years of menopause
a woman in me wants to jive a poetry.
but what song and the tune
on what lyrics and the background?
the past spent and the present thrived.
The kid I was
had a treasure to unsheathe.
a man I am today
have plenty to stitch.
But yet again,
I want to sing a poetry for me.
aren't those I reprised many to my love
dedicated many to my creators
and improvised to the seeker within.
There is none.
long into the vacant passage
I can't find muke littered a piece
which i can pick up and read
read again and sing.
I want to sing.
should I sing a different tune?
but I have lost the ears of my childhood.
I only see the cloud of dust
given so much air to the fire
now my eyes couldn't hear a thunder.
I want to hear.
hear and sing.
I want to sing.
I want to sing
my birth, which was silent and sows.
A train that pulled the trigger and a kid rose.
