Celebrating East African Writing!

Behind my Dazed Self

He taps my shoulder

And I look back

Dazed but for a few

As I am jolted back to the present

My thoughts wandered off to the unknown

Where I can be

And we could be

Where birds still chirp

And flowers still bloom

Where every soul has a song

And lips still smile

Where hearts beat as one

And tears fade off

Where feet are light

And sway to the music

Where a silent prayer

Is a balm to the jaded

I give him the fare

And I return to my world
Behind my dazed self

©Jacqueline Kisengi 2010


2 comments on “Behind my Dazed Self

  1. Ntaliwa
    July 3, 2010

    This is an amazing poem! You go girl!


  2. Madrine
    July 5, 2010

    This is a very awesome poem.


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