DESTINY

Taking a walk I do see
My destiny is yet to be
I do at times look at lovely flowers
As I did in my high schooling years
But with care, my eyes behold
In their slim and curvaceous smiles
Their mutters taunting my heart
I say hello to some and grin to others
However my eyes never telling
Pronouncing them with their soothing names
Wishing, in their bosoms to lie
The passion boiling inside
I try my luck at times
With a letter of reverence
Enveloped in rose and chocolate
Only to falter in their sweet decline
Saying I’m too good for them
I see them after, in hands of others
In my walks of solitude
Laughing in infatuation of act
My tail wagging in pride
Kneeling at night to ask my father
Who ate my apple, and why?
Then, tell of any color or any race
To adore in dark and light
In the sea of mutual love
At times I call but, never called back
Others speak of my intelligence
When I share my thoughts of honesty
Saying of me, staying indoors
When I, so many places do know
Judging my prudent nature
I keep silent and watch
Like a hungry lion after a flock
In my lonely bed, I do pray
My tears falling at times
That in my dreams
My destiny
I do find

By Linda Sakazi Thwala