Month: March 2011

Youth and Decay

Run along now, li’l one
get home safe
the pavement is crowded
the road is bustling

mother is kitty partying
father is gambling
elder sister is getting laid
brother is street fighting

run along now, li’l one
before a shadow follows
you in the dark alley
into your dreams

customs officials bribed
policemen two steps behind
bankers forging signatures
government imposing bans

run along now, li’l one
eat all you can
before food becomes a luxury
and receipt a necessity

poverty clings on bones
in fallow lands
richness sucks goodness
out of humanity

run along now, li’l one
earn what you want
let no grandpa buy you
for what you need

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Hurt Her Not

Picasso

 

He watches her sleep
in all her vulnerability.

He would give anything
to see her dark jubilant eyes
have her arms around him
moist her lips with his
hear her say his name.

He kisses her forehead
runs his hand over her cheek
he would give up every passion
to watch her sleep all night

 

Home Coming

Image from Google

 

Snow capped mountains
glistens in the late winter sun;
melancholy song of hoopoes
beckons me home;
fluttering colourful flags
gives me hope to move;
the ring of the water prayer wheel
churns up memories;
smoke from the hearth
teases my taste buds for Ama’s food;
smell of freshly plowed fields
reminds of Apa’s protective hold;
the music from the flute
tells me my friends are waiting;
before the last leaf falls
I will come home