The Journey Of the Creative: A poem

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The journey of the creative

 

It’s a curse

To notice the way sunflowers sway with the moon

Even though they don’t like him

I see heaven’s smile in the sky sometimes

And rename myself thankful

For life is but a nightmare and a dream

A nightmare that is my dream

 

The breeze blows through my hair and I become weightless like a dandelion

I’m flying through the minds of all those who’ve hurt before

Looking through to my past life as a Spanish doctor

Loving and true

Hips wider that her guitar she dances every night to calm her relatives

 

I’m flying into a future where skyscrapers are not high enough to reach my hopes

Twinkling adventures in a city I’ve never been

Secret love affairs I have yet to encounter but have already felt and cried for

 

Crying leads me into the ocean

There I swim with the jellyfish

Find peace among the reeds and reefs

Smile and wake up alone in my bed

A dream that was once a nightmare

A nightmare that’s now my dream 



Zimbabwean-born author and poet. Commonly known for her online poetry publications. RB Gono has also written and released two novels and a short story. She likes to describe herself as a curious mind and an old soul. She explores many themes in her writing, however her most prominent and favourite topics are shedding light on depression, religion, love and her perspective of the world to name a few.

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