Wednesday, 22 March 2017

POETRY - ANCIENT TEARS WITH THE DEATH OF A SONG





The boy became a liquid.
Poverty and war wore him with a twiny neck,
His eye was a trench in that socket
Clad in black skin - a symbol of our foremothers agony,
It is a loony story of how agony became normal
It was an un-solitary journey of how scars became inure
he was how an ancient state of difficulty became infinite,    
And how fiends, friends and loved ones became morose.















He lives with a Scarpered heart held my muscled misfortune,
At this juncture malnutrition craft the life of a little boy on the pain,
Ridicule , agony of war, hunger and the tyranny they wore on him,
This s how a body becomes too malnourished to sweat.
This is how sweat is spurned to rubicund,
 and calibrated on a scale of portrait from ancient tears,
Glee here, our foremother’s glee, was the taste of air in water,
Lullabies sleeping a little boy to hades
while making its way into an elegy
And making faces into a portrait of King Fahd,


 


The world newly created inside of a boy,
Walls made of terror and horror, tiles on it were
The head of fiends with vengefulness 
and un-gleefulness  in their smile of horns
In portraits of fire.
His face, a fertile soil for the 
nourishment of melancholy was a
Veteran face still learning about grief by rote,
Face suffused with an eschewal
of glee ambling a route (and winding) through it
Like vultures vaunting around a dying wildebeest,
too dead to dream
Unthinking of its grave in the belly
of a bird or a feathered foe,
This face bullied by water,
was that comatose for war
 Without any war Interned
 by a quotidian of unease.

All Succours and Comfort was
 brightening of the sun with a touch,
Our own personal glee, 
misfortune’s newly purchased grief
, was that one day the dirge for
 the living will die, And its resurrection
 back to death will also die. 

6 comments:

  1. nice poem with an inspiring message

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  2. Beautiful piece. I especially love the last stanza, very inspiring

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    1. Appreciate you so much for loving this,
      and going ahead to express how you feel about it, thanks-

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  3. wow! this is really thoughtful, great piece, poverty drowning Africa, yeah the last verse was wonderful

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    1. thanks so much bro, really appreciate you

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