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A flag to carry

I tried to erase your memory
You were causing me so much worry
All the way I had felt deep sorry
Is this the way for the friendship flag to carry?

Red cheeks bear a desert look
As if a page missing in book
Can it be called a lovable piece?
If it fails to grant easy mind with pace

I wished to live a trace in your womb
My suggestion exploded like a live bomb
You saw it like shame on your existence
It left you high and dry and made you tense

It was just off beat talk and mention
It landed you in amusement with more tension
Well, it was desire from a very good friend
You halted it with one stroke and brought an end

You might have wished it to happen
My move was all of sudden
How charged clouds could withstand the force?
They have to unload the charge without remorse

It may blow heavily on barren land
Raise the dust storms from very hot sand
There won’t be any choice to fall on fertile
Any good attempt may prove futile

Earth and clouds may meet once a while
Clouds may watch it from distance in miles
Still so much urge to fall on earth and strike
It may be left with no question of like or dislike

No one can play with heavenly friendship
It can’t carry from one place to another on ship
It is invisible bond to last very long
Something can happen at any time and go wrong

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A real friendship

Only friends but not the friendship should be in question
Can this be termed as simple thing and narration?
This is unique bond and needs no further explanation
You can’t have it merely by extending the invitation

It bothered me since the beginning with some doubts
I was unable to think precisely and talk about
I cared so much about it in life but could go no further
I have all the sympathy for those who are for others

Yes, no one can definitely say why they want it?
What is the special need o go after person and greet?
What makes one impatient all the time to meet?
One may have all the comforts and prefer the home to sit

It has deep roots and special attachment
You can notice it in every movement
Joy and happiness rush on the face
You may want new friends and try to trace

We are social animal and need some one to care
You may not bother about who comes from where?
The person is needed by some one to confide
It is very difficult to suppress or hide

The person may be lucky if he has true friendship
There is so much joy in maintaining the companionship
It is like having good sailor on the board to navigate the ship
How the barren land can be so much attached to the camel as desert ship

It has to be durable and must have long spell
Everything may prove test of time and go well
It has to do so much with real bond
Every one should be careful and be fond

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A tear not to fall

Don’t shed tears or weep
Remember at heart and spirit always keeps
I shall remain forever as your friend
This is not the real end

I shall always send my best wishes
The friendship may last long and not finish
We need strong bond to last forever
You may not be able to miss the grief however

It was in true sense real friendship
It has lost its way and can’t be reached to ship
It can be anchored at the bank without any trouble
There may be momentary setback as emerge the bubbles

The stars may not shine
They may feel bad and not feel fine
They may hide the face in clouds
We won’t be able to hear it loud

The moon has also lost its charm
It has not remained cool and lost its warmth
No one can dream of sad event
It lacks warmth and nothing to comment

Why are grieved at sudden loss?
Why do we question the wisdom line and cross?
It might have been unavoidable loss but certainly a reality
What is use of shedding tears all the time in futility?

Some of the losses are not easy to skip off from mind
His generosity were unique and only one of its kind
They may be with us for short duration
Still nothing can be matched or put any equation

Any human loss can not be compensated
You can’t remain aloof or isolated
It may eat you up from within
You may loose concentration and fall ill

There is no use to confine our self to a limited pain
It has to aggravate the situation and all will be in vain
It is better to carry out his mission and pay him homage
Spread his message of love and strengthen the bondage

It may be in real sense if we contribute a little
You may prove strong and Handle it with strong mettle
Everything will move on smoothly and get settled
You my be able to concentrate and it may not prove fatal

We may be good friends alright
We can’t go on indefinitely and mentally fight
It may not good on our part or we may be proved wrong
We re human beings and got to move and live among

Friends may come and go
We can’t them easily forgo
They may remain at our heart and occupy the space
It is friendship vassal that may float and race

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Cry Clouds Cry (Haiti Tribute)

Cry clouds cry
tears from the heaven
showers the land as many die
so cry clouds cry

Bodies piled up in count
as many died
earth trembled beneath feet
as the heavens abide
so cry clouds cry

Children left with no hope
families broken apart
left a void in our heart
as masses quake and buildings
shake as relationships break
so cry clouds cry

Black rain fall from the sky
as to many die
all cause of so much lies
so cry clouds cry

It hurts to know you care
and for that we always hold you near
thousand left this world but we still bear
as the voice of the nation we began to hear
so cry clouds cry

Let your voice be heard
though it was observed
it brought our nation together
and that was well deserved
so cry clouds cry

poem by Robert Roberts
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Watching helplessly

I watched helplessly thousands of miles above,
nothing on hand to show or my love to prove?
Do I need help from somebody to approve?
Aimlessly running here and there or move,

I am surrounded by poisonous gas and hot wind
unable to decide or how to apply mind?
Something got to be done and ways to find,
not show any discomfort still look so kind,

I watch my beloved earth with tearful gesture
how does she look upward with barren pasture?
Does she not find assurance for the future?
Is our love not ripe or immature?

I have no answer with me at present
I resist it and strongly resent
she has unbearable pain and passion,
Hope to succeed one day in our mission,

Vapors and clouds have enough strength,
Stretching long and far with very good length,
now they can’t surround me any more?
It is time to collide and make downpour

I sounded optimist and threatened with strike,
Lightening and clouds liked remotely but internally disliked
I had my own vision and strong urge to unite
Rush to meet the land with all my might

Wait my dear! I am coming with full force
No room will be left there for any remorse
Happy reunion for you and no more curse,
Healing wounds with mild touch and nurse,

I shall make bang with heavy impact,
Sudden loud sound with heavy contact,
Never loose courage and steps retract,
Keep my love in sound health and intact

You have no worst reason to fear,
Intense wait need not bear,
Look up and steps hear
Reunion after very long year,

You may not be able to contain,
Calm posture for very long to maintain,
I shall flood all shores and beautiful beaches,
My arms will spread with fine reaches,

You will be fully prepared to mate
I have come in time and not very late
It will be my highest task to make you beautiful
It will be considered as divine meeting and not sinful

All heavenly bodies watch it with interest
They see it as holy union and best
Nothing can be compared with the rest
It is sign of rarest scene with good test

It is not message of love or hatred,
Meeting with smile but not with face red
if you can understand the intense message,
World will live without gloom and passage.

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Past memory

How long person can live with past memory
To feel sad whole day and night with so much sorry
Adding tension, causing concern and worry
This is something one must avoid to carry

I come across many people with strong attachment
They cry whole day and pass pessimistic statements
It is nothing but creation of confused mind
No one can really go forward for solution to find

Smile is such thing and can be had for no cost
It is missing in most of the cases with real face lost
They find end of world with slight setback
Relation is soared with development of cracks

The face bears great sense of satisfaction
The smile is very good parameter for such action
It is reflected as very good sign
One must accept the fate and silently resign

The is loosing its flavor when detached from plant
No one can restore its charm the way it is wanted
Once broken from its link with no more hope
Everything goes wrong and it flops

The face remains swollen and complete barren
This does not take place or happen all of sudden
It has its roots from the emancipation of mistrust
Then there is left little scope for any kind of trust

Only true friends may have little time to listen to your woes
The sad tale may go unheeded or unheard even if it flows
It looses its relevance if you are not sure of what is in mind?
No one may give credence to your tale even if you are so kind

You must make choice for past and present
You can’t remain attached to past and remain physically absent
That state is not acceptable in its any form
You need complete change with attitudinal reform

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Little space

Glory and delight may sparkles mind
Heart may also beat with new find
Nothing is shaken with blow of heavy wind
It is pure love of its kind

I may move or follow with slight pace
Can you give me little space?
I should not find myself out of race
Reddishness should remain always on face

Heavenly bodies may laugh and bless
Nothing will be left behind to trace
Only love and not hate may find the way
Why one should think to go away?

It may so happen that I shall live no longer
Love and friendship may grow even stronger
We are not the only one to live as stranger
Why don’t you rest in my arm as messenger?

Is it is difficult to spread the message of love?
Calm water may allow the refuge to doves
Rainbow may not feel shy at colourful union
We may sail through as ideal companion

Oh, God shower your bless and mercy
I pray only for her health not out of pity
Life may move on with her simple desire
I may merely surrender to her and admire

I don’t know what’s in store
I wish nothing less nothing more
Let her be the only one as ideal idol
All stars must twinkle when she makes final call

She has done all her best
Choice was to be proved as difficult test
Every thing went off as memorable event
No chance to regret as chance was heavenly sent

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Blue Lit Clouds

How my mind travels
And longs to be among the stars,
With the blue lit clouds
Surrounding me,
As I listen to all the wishes
That has been wished upon each star,
And only hope that they may be fulfilled,
Because everyone deserves fulfillment
Within their lives
To reassure themselves
That there is still hope to be sought,
And there is still time
That their wish can be fulfilled,
But not because of some higher power,
But simply because
They believe it can happen
And they have found
The strength to believe
In themselves and with that strength
Were able to fulfill their wish
On their own and on their own doing,
Because they now know in order
To fulfill themselves,
All they have to do is
Fulfill their wish,
Which they wished upon a star
One night when everything
Seemed less than they wanted,
When they realised
They can be more than they were then,
And after this sudden revelation
They wished,
They wish upon a star.
Which is why my mind travels
And longs to be among the stars
Because each star, to me,
Represents all the dreams and wishes
Of all the people on Earth,
And it fulfills my wish,
Which I wished long ago
On a star high in the blue lit sky
That I may never be alone.

poem by Music Galore
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On the clouds, having my walk..

Carefully, I step on clouds
Trying to keep self very light.
I let the air to freely flow
Am deeply breathing
Nice.. and.. slow.
Hard to feel the air, it barely moves
Where is the wind? It doesn't blow!
Warm and powerless
I feel so light
That clouds are moving me
From the left, .. to the right
Letting things happen,
I do not fight.
Happily follow my clouds
Walk, jump, run and roll on white white
fluffy clouds
All of a sudden everything stops.
Me too:
I watch the blue bue sky
And slowly raise and open wide
my palms.
Inside,
The left one
eyes opened
My King once a Prince
The right palm
my treasured little princess
almost a Queen..
Amazed, but not afraid
They look around and smile.
Why? ! ?
Because they know,
I won't let go.

poem by Elena Sandu
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A minute away

I am minutes away from leaving this world
I remain unmoved and don’t develop any cold
It is time bid good bye and prepare for final departure
I remain calm and as usual not very sure

It is final count down and whistle is likely to blow
There won’t be any movement and body may go slow
It will slowly calm down with no sign of life
It has to leave for heavenly abode when it stops to breathe

There is sense of satisfaction on my face
Soon I will be lost and run out of race
Body may be cremated and here won’t be any trace
I shall unite there at my place with His grace

There nothing much to worry as I leave with satisfaction
Everything moved satisfactorily with all my actions
Now time has come and it will be soon over in fraction of seconds
I swim and sink for fresh air as fish in the ponds

The soul may not depart that easily for the want of desire
All relatives gather and all past deeds admire
It is their wish that I should depart without any pain
They pray for it and wish it should not go in vain

How one can see a person who remained so close for a long?
He might have caused damage or done something wrong
Still at the end of the time they wish happy journey
Everybody leaves behind bad memory including money

There remains desire for oasis water
We run all the time for needs to cater
Its futility will be realized at the end of tour
We may be leaving behind dark patches or slur

It is wisdom on the part of individual to rise
Act as honest man and possibly to remain wise
It is to be borne in mind for no regret at the time of demise
It will definitely take over with everybody’s surprise

There won’t be any time left for any regret
You must pass the things or allow letting
What is bound to happen may happen
It will be too late then

I always wished that end must be happy
It must be peaceful and without any worry
No one should be afraid of loosing the body
It may happen sooner or later to everybody

What do we leave behind for youngsters?
Who else will take care of our brothers and sisters?
This is routine matter and may take its own course
You should feel nothing and have any remorse

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A warrior’s poem

A warrior’s poem

My anger bleeds my innocence away
Until all I am left with is the silence like after a question
In my mind I carry the suggestion
That I might be better off laughing my anger away
But I feel better being angry and seeing
My anger like the blood red flag it seems to be
Seemingly I wave it around trying to attract the bull and take it by the horns
Like my life since I was born!
Anger is a symptom of my frustration and sadness
A symptom of my friendless madness
A cross I bear
A sword I use to strike and to parry
Those who would leave me at deaths door
Yes and that goes for friends and loved ones
Who know how to hurt me the most
And raise a toast to my despair
Push my buttons and then stare back at me
Waiting for an answer
One day my anger is all I will have left
Anger at constant disappointment at still having life and air to breathe
But still having nothing in which to believe in but
The anger to prove everyone wrong
An obstinate man who says I will and I can
Prove the buggars wrong
and stay strong
no matter what they say
my warrior spirit will carry me on
and my anger will burn in me
until I fear no pain
then I will be a light shining bright and I will fear no one!

poem by Daniel Hooks
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Erase 'em All

Building the walls around it
Created self with nothing much
Without a cost to find it
Feeling avoid and losing touch
The borrowed taste his novelty
Could be a product of another's humility
Don't worry your loss wil be his gain
He wouldn't hesitate to turn his back on you
And it might be true
Erase 'em all - Don't worry boy
You gotta rise to fall befoer you know the motto
Erase 'em All - Don't worry boy
You gotta rise to fall before you know you gotta
Erase 'em all
The warning's out it's gonna come to an end and I
Hate to see him label me as a friend tonight
Never question my intentions without the right
Showing me another way to turn his back on you
And it might be you
Erase 'em All - Don't worry boy
You gotta rise to fall before you know the motto
Erase 'em All - Don't worry boy
You gotta rise to fall before you know you gotta
Erase 'em all, Erase 'em all, Erase 'am all,
Erase 'em all
Erase 'em all, Erase 'em all, Erase 'am all,
Erase 'em all
You wanna stay you'd better run
When I catch up you better have a gun
I'm so wound up from playin' dumb
This time it's real and real isn't fun
You never saw this side before
Don't test the water for what's in store
I drew the line and I learned a rule
What's good for me isn't good for you
Erase 'em all
Erase 'em All - Don't worry boy
You gotta rise to fall before you know the motto
Erase 'em All - Don't worry boy
You gotta rise to fall before you know you gotta
Erase 'em All - Don't worry boy
You gotta rise to fall before you know the motto
Erase 'em All - Don't worry boy
You gotta rise to fall before you know you gotta
Erase 'em all

song performed by by 1208
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A search for face

II patted on the broad solder of friend
as the music was airing from the band
the air has become thick and lovely
the dance floor is used very freely

It is nice to be a part
in a party to look very smart
many dreams and thoughts at heart
i feel the spring is awaiting start

I tend to look at beautiful faces
they all seem to be in lovely race
all colorful dresses with shining chicks
the last day to come at the end of the week

It is tender age to be looked after
we mix with young people and roar with laughter
it is different world and free from worry
it has no limit and no load to carry

I never went alone in party
though all boys and girls were to be around twenties
it was all fun and and nothing to bother
it was to see only beautiful face and consider

The days is looking to be very long
the heart mind fear it is going wrong
the nights too are spent in eagerness
the next day preparedness to find and trace

No one can blame rising star
though the distance is very far
the coming of an age is always noticed
always full of fun and intentionally enticed

No dirt to wash in holy water
only respect the wishes and needs to cater
still it is herculean task
people often cut joke and repeatedly ask

Let them find lovely place
talk freely and face to face
it will be easy to make firm bond
to develop feelings and really fond

it may not have easy sailing
all the chances may not be availing
it may run into rough weather
no one may want to provide a breather

What is most need at this juncture?
there should be an attempt to find bright future
no one can make them sure
but ready help and guidance must be assured

Why there is sudden spurt in death ratio?
they are just beginner or abnitio
who else will take them to safety?
this will not be done by lord or any deity

it is fine to be in company
everybody may want to accompany
still it is considered as grave hazard by many
it should be made enjoyable and not very funny

I wished it to happen
i dreamed in day time even
i wished too for the day to come near
for the beautiful words to whisper and hear

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Distant friends

Once the friends we were,
We laughed together, we cried together,
We played together, we dreamt together,
We enjoyed good times together, we overcame the bad times together.

Now that we live miles away,
I think of you, think of our times together,
Should distance ever matter?
Because you are in my heart forever.

Sometimes when I feel lonely,
I get swept away by the memory of your friendship,
You were a friend in need, a friend indeed,
You made my nightmare and sorrows vanish with ease.

When you were near, I never said how good friend you were,
Even now from a distance, I don't need words to describe it,
The language of friendship is not words, but its meanings,
It is a feeling which does not require explaining.

poem by Jay P Narain
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You give, You receive, the Law.

That is the real friendship,
You stay with it until the last pleasure trip,
If you have no more to give or receive,
Say good by friendship or even love, good by and leave.

This is life when we teach each other,
What one knows, gives freely as a starter,
However, when both stops giving and no more,
Comes the end of the friendship, no time left to adore.

Do not regret, don't be sorry, just say good by,
Or just disappear and don't ask why?
You'll be ready for new lessons to come,
Open your mind, go with the wind, accept whatever you became.

Don't be a complainer,
Be happy wherever you are, be a good camper,
That is real happiness in our life long road,
Never gripe, complain, hate or question the problem,
Just solve and unload.

poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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Music Band

Music band still plays and hold good as part of procession
Everybody prefer their presence in the opening up of session
They are still good at playing old music with famous tunes
It is general belief that good beginning brings the fortune

I heard from distance lovely music of band
May be they were the people dancing in marriage of friend
It approached the street blaring tunes from the far end
Wife was near and caught me mildly with the hold of hand

We both were happy and slipped in to old memory
it was cause of great concern at that time and matter of worry
I had happily consented and agreed to marry
Promised all the way to adhere to the responsibility and carry

The days Passed off easily like water flow
So peaceful, calm and quiet with maturity to grow
No worry, tension but ready to accept natural blow
Growth was fast but I kept pace little slow

She had never become so emotional
Held my hand with grip and intentional
She wanted to say thanks with little sparkle
Her grace was unique and very remarkable

Do you have anything specific in mind?
Do you want me something to find?
“No” came an answer from her with little tears
Separation at any time was cause of worry with fears

why are you thinking on those irrelevant matter?
Are you not well and feeling better? I asked
“I think but on different lines” was her answer
I have no clue but to offer suggestions fewer

What if, you and I are separated never?
Do you think it can happen in our life ever?
How one can or may get along in world?
Relation with all may freeze and get cold

This sudden Volvo from her sent shiver in spine
First time I felt it may prove true and she was not going to be mine
Was her indication real for sudden departure?
Was the fear for future was unwarranted and immature?

I failed to catch nerves and grasp her real intention
never before she has made any such mention
this proved as something new and bolt from the blue
I wondered and tried to know but found no clue

It gifted me many sleepless nights
was she correct in her own way and right?
I wondered but soon felt warmth in her hand
Music was dying away with passing of band

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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It Aint Easy When You Fall

(ian hunter)
You used to float just like a boat upon the tide
You used to run when things were done you used to hide
You talk of ships you talk of boats you talk of games
And now youre down you aint around its such a shame
Cause you got something to give
Something to hold onto
Why dont you live
And you just forget about fixing up fate
Maybe youd stop pick yourself up
Now its too late oh
It aint easy when you fall
It aint easy when you fall
It aint easy when you fall
No it aint no good at all
You didnt know this world aint slow you gotta move
You made no sound I watched you drown I watched you loose
Your loneliness you knew it best but its a drag
Cause in the end I lost a friend I feel so sad
Cause you had something to give
Something to hold onto
Why did you live
If you just forgot about fixing up fate
Youd be here youd be near
Now its too late oh
It aint easy when you fall
It aint easy when you fall
It aint easy when you fall
No it aint no good at all
Oh-oh hey
It aint easy when you fall
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Only friendship

No to sorry
Nothing to worry
Only friendship to carry
And no more further query

Nothing else to speak
Though the friendship is not weak
It will grow stronger and stronger
We are stranger no longer

No thanks giving in friendship
To be taken in account only courtship
Why do we feel so uneasy?
When it has been made very easy

Only nice words and kindness to share
To strengthen the bond and take every care
Only at one place to stick together
Rest all should be forgotten and not to bother

It is holiest than holy
Must be shared honestly and wholly
No treachery and no commitment
All in earnestness very good movement

Willing to go further
In new era to usher
All for one cause
Continuity without any pause

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A painful separation

Why I don’t want to reopen?
Why it has struck me againm and again
Has it surfaced all of sudden?
I had no slightest idea even

You fuelled my passion
You had agreed with confession
You could not do it with full honesty
There was no need to feel pity

I shall regret the decision
My earliar decision not taken withprecision
How inaccurate was I in catching the pulse?
How has it resulted in curse?

I don’t want to live with remorse
There can’t be any compulsion or force
I may decide my own course
It will be altogether different ofcourse

It will be painful still not bad
It has made me all the time very sad
It kept me in state of depression
It was never a lovely and beautiful session

I am afraid of hot sun
I shall not prefer to run
It waspainful but not a fun
I felt it was at point of gun

I am slamming the door
You have acted fool and very poor
I wouldn’t want you round the corner
It will be fine if you depart sooner

What is it to me if there is bright sunshune?
What if there is good dazzling in rain?
I have had enough of anguish and pain
You did enough damage for little gain

I am not in position to think slight
It is no good to argue or fight
I shall take you off from my mind
I should have another match to find

I think of peaceul end
Sinc you were unable to mend
I tried all my best to sustain the blow
I can’t live with uncertainty and grow

The river flow never appealed
It has hung in balance and fate is sealed
It was never a worth try
I feel terribly shy

I shall do evrything possible to erase the memory
I am upset and heart is filled with sorry
It has added so much tension and worry
Still I shall look forward and burden not to carry

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Upon the Sand

All love that has not friendship for its base,
Is like a mansion built upon the sand.
Though brave its walls as any in the land,
And its tall turrets lift their heads in grace;
Though skillful and accomplished artists trace
Most beautiful designs on every hand,
And gleaming statues in dim niches stand,
And mountains play in some flow'r-hidden place:

Yet, when from the frowning east a sudden gust
Of adverse fate is blown, or sad rains fall
Day in, day out, against its yielding wall,
Lo! the fair structure crumbles to the dust.
Love, to endure life's sorrow and earth's woe,
Needs friendship's solid masonwork below.

poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Have you seen those desert eyes

Surely some burns breathed out the heat
Sun turning wheels clocks spinning sand
Sand storm slides made of desert clouds
Ending up in a single moment standing still
When eventually unnaturally nothing you think
Will ever eve morn move on
The desert of the Spiritus Movens
Motionless burnt in a beheaded lion roar
The carcasses flying above
I’d like to think something is going to happen you thought
But for this handy sky
Written up by too many hands
But for this sandy outpour
Slapping the holes of the storms
To force the snakes into their endless winding
I’d like to think something
But for these winged deceptions
Stuffed birds hunting up and down
Is eventually going to happen

©Miroslava Odalović

poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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