Black Poetry : Cleopatra’s Denial of Her Nile

Tha-Emissary said:
I must admit I am jealous
I know to whom you belong
And Pharaoh is a lucky man
However, it pains me more
To her you and not him tell me
That you’re untouchable!
Yes I understand,
Can read between the fine lines of the scribe’s papyrus reed
I too can decipher the hieroglyphs of your body’s language
Do you not know
I’ve read them to myself many moons ago
Comprehending my fated destiny
When your hug was replaced with a handshake
When the meeting of eyes was
Substituted for a slight nod of your golden tiara upon your passing me
Yet how come you still continue
To fool with me
Continue to fool with death!
You of all people
Should know that our love is Forbidden
Does Pharaoh’s decree not say,
To like me is bad and
To love me is sin
Must you stilll coin me your Sinbad?
Because I am the one who is capable of pillaging your vessel
Traversing your every delicate deck yet still
Having the mercy to leave your beautiful riches and booty intact
So that Pharaoh won’t know of your affairs
Yes you are delusional Cleopatra!
The doe caught between ragging bucks
Faced with the dilemma of which to choose and which to slaughter
Must I settle this matter for you?
Here, take this very blade from my hand
Complete our ancestor’s ancient ritual to cease all this turmoil
Mummify me, if you will
Cut out my eyes so that I may never see you
Cut out my tongue so that I may never speak to you
Cut out my heart so that it may never beat life for you
Alas cut out my brain so that it will never think of you
Then place them on the shelves of Pharaoh’s tomb
Without embalming fluids so that they will rot away
Be forgotten like the key thrust into the lake of burning fire
So why is it that you drop the blade my love?
Why do you say you don’t want to hurt me?
When you already have
What’s another cut?
Or is it that you have been weighed and found wanting of
The man greater than Pharaoh
A man whom originates from your same tribe
A man who calleth upon the rain in the form of slow dances
To quench your desert’s thirst for love
A man who can make you come
Flooding your Kalahari with an Oasis of wetlands
Showing you all the beauty of Egypt
The Great pyramids, Sphinx, and a streaming Nile flowing into
A great paradise
You won’t admit,
You still long for.

This was absolutely amazing!
It had passion,fear,love,romance,pain,pleasures,desires and the weakness of the heart,mind body and soul!
Wonderful write poet,wonderful:love: :love: :love:
 

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