embarked pon a visually enhanced sojourn,
seeking that ever elusive enlightenment
the title deed of which maintained my possession,
with change as my navigator,
reality metamorphed inevitalbility underplayed.
en passant, self discovery attained
through the windows of another's glass house,
in which the owner oblivious of the status quo,
enthusiastically throws stones.
She beheld herself in MTV's mirror,
dissapointment swiftly delayed her period
- Re a kgana, ha re batla
her story already well told by time,
evan as change made herself at home
her slippery tongue painted countless mirages
across my gullible orgasm
- alas her artwork graced many galleries,
exclusivity-priceless yet availability reigned
alongside wanton indulgence,
a layman acting is, but a pretence . . .
© 2009 Emon Firé
when her absence returned
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the fire rendering its glow voidable...
her light gone... the beholder scorned -
beauty, an aftertaste once sweet now bitter
oh for one kiss of her radiance encoure
Ms Bright - revive this dance...
Loved it, but what does the passage seven lines down on the second stanza ("-Re a kgana, ha re balta") mean?
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