And in the shorts
Jogging in the park,
Looking handsome-handsome,
Young-young
Into the T-shirt and jeans,
The golden specs
Over
With a hanging face
Looking young-young and stylish
And handsome
Hiding in age and childhood.
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Meeting the Governor and the PresidentAs for prevailing anarchy,But can it re-think,What has it done,A reign of terror was writ largePeople unable to speak, unable to write,The freedom of speech, freedom of expressionLay it censured,Everything cut and censured,And did they say, the communist bosses,The party bosses as super men and super mindsThat was correctAnd all…
Is she from the land of the moon and the stars
A maiden never seen beforeFrom the land of the moon and stars,A maiden from?
My pinda-dana, pinda-dana,
You take it, take it, mother,My dead mother!O dead spirit, i do not know it what you are,You take it, take it, mother,Whatever you are,Earth, sky, wind, water and fire!O fire returned you to fire,O water returned you to water,O wind returned you to same wind,O dead spirit, the skyey element returned to the skies,O…
When it darkens
And the breeze blows itMildly,A scent,Some sort of aromaEngulfsEnlighteningThe soulAnd the spirit.
Mother’s love,
Brother’s loveRemember I, remember IThem in my poetry,My mother,My sister,My brotherSo deeply.Where have they gone away,You say it to me?Why are you silent?Mother’s love,Sister’s love,Brother’s love, remember ISo tearfully and with wet eyes.