This poem talks about the good times before COVID-19 Outbreak and looks forward to life after the pandemic.
Poem: The cord of pleasure
I miss the good times
My heart inside the jar of pleasure
My sorrow broken down into little pieces of emptiness
My laughter a beautiful tune of joy
My tears solidified into memories
My smile a beacon of everything beautiful
My mind submerged in ecstasy
My body trembling with excitement
My soul a slow moving stream of goodness
My spirit a whole ocean of Love
It’s these beautiful moments
That makes life a joy
Even as we toil under the canopy of sorrow
And our hearts are incapacitated
I know one day the sun shall rise again
And the good times shall roll
We will chew on the cord of pleasure
We will laugh again
We will sing and dance
We will celebrate the good times
We will be happy again
© Kenneth Maswabi
(29-05-2020)
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