Memoirs of a Khunfisana - Ode to Zlaikhah

Submitted by SULI


Ode to Zlaikhah

Oh your cute curiosity,
as you stick your head out of the burrow,
anxiously looking,
for an answer to your deep rooted sorrow,
your shiny head,
as it peeps from beyond the grains,
of the desert sands in which you dwell,
and your streamline back,
secretly sheathing your wings well,

do you think of me when you fly,
oh so high,
soaring in the sky,
free,

do you think of me,
when you are racing down the drain,
do you wonder if you will ever,
see me again?

Oh Zlaikhah,
Oh the good times we've had,
Oh the memories we made,
Oh the times we laughed,
Oh Zlaikhah oh Zlaikhah,
so wild and free,
please agree,
when i ask you to marry me.

A Poem by Isaak (with a 'K')