Who will look at the sun and say,
‘I know this sky, bright and blue’
The blood that flood the sun rays
is what you and I shed
for freedom and liberation
Thousands went up in smoke in the fire of freedom
Thousands shot through the barrel of liberation
Thousands mourn, with their arms spread
Decapitated limbs and torso and heads
fell in their prayers
A horrible death he died,
the man I loved way back then.
Horrible – because he became you.
Are you in pain, Old Lady?
Come, let me comfort you.
Your feet ache?
I will carry you.
Oh, you can’t hold the spoon.
Let me feed you.
I will sing you a lullaby:
Sleep, Old Lady,
have a safe passage.
The coins are too heavy?
Let me take the weight off you.
You can’t eat, Old Lady?
Go hungry another day.
Oh, you need to go?
Pee in your pants.
Stop moaning, Old Lady,
you are a nuisance.
When will you pass?
Spring paints seasons in colours
clouds disperse to a bright day
flowers flower to blooming life
rivers cleanse the dirt beneath
trees spread their roots deep
rain brings fresh fragrance
love of family bond strong
loyal friends remain faithful
money buys every necessity
wealth gives status and power
yet death shall breathe chills
into souls to say goodbye to life
wrapped in white clothe on a pyre
shall burn to ashes into nothingness
[This is the 3rd poem I have written on death in a row. I assure nothing is wrong. Death fascinates me. ]
If anything happens to me
if death follows me stealthy
empties my body of its soul
write me a poem, will you
a song maybe or at least sing
I don’t want a sad farewell
Impermanence spreads icy cold wings
death creeps in at unexpected moments
dark shadows loom in every man
a heart can only wonder and wander
to find substance in a sunless life
Lift my face
kiss me young
love me old
I shall cherish every moment
for love lives a life
life dies a death
death lives eternity
eternity is memories
till my wrinkles fade.
The streets were lit up
people were busy
in the otherwise silent street
trick or treat
children sang
doors opened and closed
costumed people glided
around
corner people crowded
past midnight
time was right
plan was in place
it was payback time
any second now
to pronounce justice
I sat waiting
under a Jason costume
a glistening machete
in hand
looking for the perpetrator
on this day a year ago
on this street
he glided in
in-the-otherwise-silent busy street
under a mummy costume
scaring children in all direction
that’s when my Snow White
die of an asthma attack
on the way to hospital
screams brought me back
to the mission in hand
with the glistening machete
I swung around
struck
another daddy’s princess
shocked and desperate
I aimed at his neck
in seconds he was down
people crowded around us
I felt a pain behind my head
and saw my princess beckon me
the day after Halloween
all of us were buried
side by side
in the cemetery
behind the church
[Jingle thank you for inviting me to participate. This was the best I could write for the Halloween Poetry Potluck. I have never attended or seen a Halloween in my whole life. My apologies if I strayed from theme.]
I was a glory
of yesteryears
fine men and women
dined on me
I listened
to their stories
of loyalty
deceit
victory
loss
birth
death
I shone and was strong
I continued serving
my purpose
until I was put out
in sun and rain
I am the glory
of yesteryear
26.06.09
What is the news today?
The news today is
children have grown up
live in big houses
which don’t have room
for their aging parents.
Parents are busy socializing
to see their 9 year olds
getting high on drugs.
The news today is
a boy of 14 was beaten up
by the police
for collecting scraps.
Hatred is found at every corner
of the street
love has vanished altogether.
The news today is
people kill each other
in the name of religion
which (in fact) prohibit killing.
Wars are fought
for no particular reason
blood is spilled to spill oil wells.
The news today is
a 11 month old baby
was raped by a man in his 40s.
A young lady was put to death
by her male relatives
in the name of honour.
People waste more than
what they consume.
The news today is
these dramas will go on forever.
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