Your face tells much
and the crooked lines circling
your eyes, expressionless
but I have found a meaning.
You began to speak
but I can’t hear until
that voice, suddenly, came
from nowhere. Sshhh. Quiet.
Keep calm. You wait-
for the one who sings the lullaby
to a child. Yes, you are a child
whose life will begin at forty.
And sleep will once again visit
to take [...]
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Posted in Literature, Politics on Jun 26th, 2009 4 Comments »
Idealism is one glorious
iridescent flame-
a magnet to young blood
swathe in innocence. How
with our simplicity,
our winged resistance-
singed and burned. Died
until our ashes will mix
in the wick, obliterated
by mediocrity and irrelevance.
Our lives wasted and fading
to wisps of smoke-
in a country where poverty is
a usual sight. Everyday
like cockroaches,
we swarmed the sewers of society
and its livid pavement. Of placards-
waving [...]
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Posted in Literature on Jun 24th, 2009 6 Comments »
Today, he waits
at the station, searching through
the window panes. And soon
he’ll run along, chasing
shadows to his past.
The train became a home
to a lover. A wanderer of days-
exiled to traveling distances.
An evacuee amidst
the maze of constant strangers.
A thought, he is keeping-
of a woman he lost.
That last glimpse returning,
as she boarded a train-
happily blew him a kiss.
But [...]
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