Wednesday, 29 April 2015


I heard your heat beat
Against the walls of your chest,
Pleading to be let out.
Pleading to love.
I held you in your hurting
And our hearts entwined
As yours cried love into your veins.
I have never seen love cry,
But I heard your heart wail.
It's voice was pierced with sorrow,
Silent sobs racked the inside of your chest cavity
Behind a cage of composure
And face of stone

By Esnala Lahru Banda (Zambia)

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