MENDING

who is to mend a broken heart

that weeps continuously

and all your epithets and talk 

of a higher purpose

drips down as tears

from confused eyes

that only know

they loved and lost.

 

MAYBE?

Maybe

Milestones can be homeward

Kissing can be a bite

Laughing can be silence

Fighting can be right

Unravel can mean knitting

Red can mean it's pink

Stand can mean you're stitting

Floating can mean you sink

Maybe

The Earth can move anti-clockwise, see?

The Sun can rise in the West

And every time you say you don't love me

you can mean, "I love you, you're the best!"

 

Much as I hesitate at the take off

I'm still galloping with the wind

flying over the fence of my doubts

my eyes on the patches of blue 

that easily keep pace with me

through criss-cross branches

enticing, encouraging

till triumphantly at the ocean

to where my soul is anchored

in blue.

 

My glass is neither half empty

nor half full.

Rich to the brim, and

just out of reach

 

GOODBYE MIRAGE

Goodbye Mirage

I must go

I cannot hold on to promises

never to be kept

beautiful as they are

I'll never know.

Goodbye Mirage

I cannot lie

you may be blue lagoon

but let's face it

you're just thin air

once you die.

 

 

 

DEATH

 

The hour was now

The time was day

Your thoughts eternity

And Death -

Just a moment

Leaving no time for

Philosophies

Prayers

Goodbyes

 The players move on...

For them

The hour is still now

The time is still day

Their thoughts eternity.

 A drop evaporated the ocean

Some ripples, 

and then none.

 

LITTLE STREET URCHINS

Ten-year-old little street urchins

little boys..

hanging around - 

voices up a tree

little dirty figures

perched on high walls

eating wild fruit.

How did they get there?

Little urchins

somersaulting into the ocean -

funny fish that are born knowing 

how to swim and dive.

Little urchins

thrive on wild fruits and leaves

play cricket

with sticks for wickets

and branches for bat

and stones for ball.

Litlte urchins...

where do they come from?

living in a parallel universe

living precariously between life and death

all the time!

But it's now past 7 in the evening...

it's time to go home

"Mummy will search."