jade vine

For Varsha Bhikha Kooverjee

jade vine

like every other flower i wish i could self-pollinate

find a place that is futile and comfortable to lay my heart

a place that is secure, warm and free

a place i myself will fall in love with

a place that will love me back naturally

 

i find it difficult to look as beautiful as i would love to

i develop claws which grows as the pain and anger in me grows

the pain builds up that i turn from blue to green with anger

my habitat continues to destruct as years come

and i continue to wonder how and where my heart will be laid next

 

those who believe they hold my future carry my heart with “love”

they decide the next place i will call “home”

i wonder, as i travel, if it will be a place i will love

and i continue hoping they will consider my happiness

 

my memories are full of the places i have seen on my way

some which were very beautiful and attractive

and sometimes I wish I could be there

 

but now i am “home” " a place which they chose for me

whether i am happy in it is a secret i will keep in my heart

in due time you will, however, understand how i feel

as i might bloom in happiness

or just wither in my sorrow.

 

By    MI-KOL Highly

Michael Thando Nota

Reviews

[M.King]

Beautiful title and a beautiful poem. I'll be sure to read your other work.

[MI-KOL HIGHLY]

Thanks a lot much appreciated.

[Sami Khalil]

An amazing write. You are talented... Pen on...:)

[MI-KOL HIGHLY]

Thank you man that means a lot. Your work is much appreciated as well.

[Sami Khalil]

The feelings are mutual...:)

[Damela]

Beautiful work micheal

[MI-KOL HIGHLY]

Thank you Damela I'm glad you like it. :)