Abandoned

In this prison, I cry for the ground to devour me
My heart is broken,
My dreams are nothing but a nightmare.
With crippled hope, I have been left in this darkness.

Hear my cry, comfort me with your arms.
Do not turn away from me.
We have seen each other bled,
We have shared a morsel to keep the hunger away,
We have walked together
The same path which you are so desperate to cover.

Put away this agony,

Take my breathe with you when you go
And let me sleep in silence.

For there is no spirit left in me.

Drunken Sobriety II

In the smoke filled claustral room,
With the music floating through the noise.
Spirited wisdoms flowed.
We saved the world from a nuclear pogrom,
And made way for another one.

Heated discussions on world politics
Assailed the Enemy nation for being a friend!
Opinions given and not taken,
We drank away the night.

With morning comes the enlightenment,
Hangover and lost.
My queasy mind refuses to give names to my friends,
I had sat down with

They are just an echo banging inside the head.

They Came in the Night

They came for him in the night,
Like thieves in the dark,
Afraid to show their deeds.
They took him away,

Guns waving in the air,
Through the night they tortured him
And left him for death in his blood.

In the cold dawn,
He was brought home,

With little breath left in him,
His body covered with wounds.

They took his body

But could not rob him of his spirit
And he kept going for truth and justice.

My Birth That Was Not Me

Whose ideas are you living?
Whose life are you trying to build
Or to destroy?
You rob me of my thoughts,
You took away my story
To give me another beginning.
To silence me.

You have devastated my land and left it deformed.
You raped my mothers and sisters
You took away my fathers and brothers
I am left with pain and hatred
For my birth that was not me.

I have forgotten that I have a story to tell:
Of my rich inheritance
Of beautiful hills and clear streams
Of love and hope

Of my people.

Drunken Sobriety

In my drunken sobriety,
I celebrate my world.
The trees and street lights laugh with me
As I go along with my soliloquy.

A toast to the emptiness!
I seek comfort in the bottles,
Wishing away the memories,
For a moment of numbed joy.

The apparitions became my reality,
Yet, surreal in my blurry reflection.
And between the chimerical visions
I look for sanity
That remains beyond me,
In my drunken sobriety.

A goodbye

I am here writing because this seems the only way to let out…I don’t even know what is there to let out. I can only think of the people who I knew, the faces that I am not going to see anymore. The voices I am not going to hear. I am between reality and memories right now. And I am hoping that everything I hear in the past few hours was a nightmare, a bad dream that goes away when I wake up. But, my wandering mind is also telling me that a short phone call was real.

I dreaded opening my mail box. I was afraid of what I am going to find. But, I did.

I visited Ungshungmi's profile at Facebook, I read the messages and I remember someone with a wry sense of humor. I cried for a friend whom I wished I had known better. We learn what we have lost only when it is gone. Looking back it appears like a omen... his latest posts were all about taking rest, retiring...even his profile photo. I just hope he is resting well now.

Remembering his family and friends in my prayers. Rest in peace, Ameiungshungmi.

Sanguinity

In my mind,
I have killed you a thousand times and more.

As I cry in anger
I feel your life slowly ebbing away in pain.
I saw you beg for mercy like the little girl
Whose body you threw away the other day
And took away my space to be humane.

Now, I am haunting the deaths for answers

I may never find.

I look for you in the faces around me,
You are there in my dreams

With the mask of faces I know.

I wait for the moment

When I'll delight in your agony
And celebrate in your misery.