selfish pompousness

selfish pompousness
a gaze into morrow

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

poem

ties of bondage
<<<<<<<((((((()))))))>>>>>>>
o!mother,
where are you now?


i am alone!


when i lay on your laps
and fed on your breasts
how easily and quickly,
like a bird,
after its chirps and coos
and feeding,
i slept!


now it is frozen a night.


without your warmth
and solacing sighs,
something heavy loads upon my chest.
do you see it?


come and sing
all your lullabies,
on my back
and entice
a nice sleep into me,
with soft dreams.
moro,
they would turn
to realities.


i am faltering
in your absence.
let all your throbs
pervade into
my frail being.


20012009

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