The curtain on my door
Adookorn Auaduma@auadumaadookorn150359
7 days ago
When night fold her huffish curtain
off my remote neighbourhood
and shot the mouth of night owl
monk roasters announce nascence
as clump of hustlers introduce day
yet it does not provoke my response
then the curtain on my life is drawn
When petal of flower open her lips
kiss the shower of new born sun
to enliven her life for nascence
as dawn wake in her dazzling fabrics
clothe the gaping sky blue-amber
still it does not entice my fancy
then the curtain on my door is drawn
When zephyr caress genuflect
grasses in a frenzy dance at midday
splurge in the tree, whiz at sea shore
birds copulate soft flower with kisses
of rebirth but a little boy shoot at them
yet it dose not awaken my empathy
then the curtain on my door is drawn
when procession of clouds led the sun
down her threshold at twilight, universal
mourners sing the elegy of her farewell
as insects chant requiem in the wood
drag farmers on exhausted path home
still i do not endorse my presence
then the curtain on my door is drawn
when nature hum sigh of farewell to day
array the sky on multi-fray garment
softly dress day on sackcloth of night
moon, the bride, wade to grace night
flex her celestial smile of comfort
yet it does not endorse my liking
then the curtain on my life is drawn.
