chase or avoid



pleasure
is a human instinct to chase it
there is no objection or complaint
it’s a proof that we are the servants of ambition

suffer
human instinct to avoid it
bound to be resisted or fled
it’s a proof that we are weak creatures


veil between too thin to be seen
such pouring water into a cracked glass
slowly seeps out in due time

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a sonnet of painful


the loud sound of blast
broke the silence of the night
splitting the dream
start creating the sonnet of painful

innocence babies crying
children screaming bewilderment
they could only crying and screaming
since they are really in frightened

debris everywhere, flame here and there
bodies lay bathed in blood
bodies lay lifeless
some moaning, some silent

some hurt
some dead
some became defectively
some became orphan

tears will not be enough to pay for grief
regret will not return the dead
the guilt has to live tormented
in this world and hereafter

 

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– mei –

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and…..I


and…. I could do that too
as same as you did to me
perhaps we could have the same wound
but not the same suffering
perhaps we could miss each other
but not the same loss
I know you could forget me
but I couldn’t forget you
to you I’m just a history
but to me you will always be in my memory

 

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– mei –



the victim


I’m not a toy
I’m not goods
to fight for

you said I am the fruit of love
you said I am the rope of love
is that true?

now where is the fruit and the rope?
is it vanished along with love?
then what am I

your ego and arrogance
had buried your love
ignored my existences
and let me buried in misery

If I could choose
I’d rather not to be born

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– mei –

 


 

mirage

at the corner of the room
he is moaning, writhing
the demand is heading
sweat, saliva and snot
fused as a stream
his eyes inverted
tongue hanging
uncontrolled

he grab the syringe
stabbed in to his arm
then enjoy the drugs
flowing to the body
a delicious torment
created by his own

his mother who sits at the side bed
doesn’t know what else to do
tears on the corner of her eyes

he looked at her with guilty feeling
wipe away her tears
and make promise again
for the umpteenth time
to no longer use it

she just sit flat
doesn’t believe

he knelt down and wept
“I’m not going to make you cry again,
please believe me for the last time”

she hold and hugged him
“keep on promise to yourself,
for me, your promise is just a mirage”

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last wishper

He emerged behind the dewy bush
like a newborn baby
shouting and dancing
but he was so pale
shivering while dancing

throwing himself on
the wet grass

began to cry then asking
what’s the difference between
dreams and reality

please tell me
I’ve been looking for the answer
around the rooms in my body

but nothing found
this is the reality of a painful
while I want to be cured
just like a dream which is also abused me

soon after he sat
lifted both hands and began to pray
“Oh god, if that is what you want
then I must accept”. Amen “.
while take a deep breath he whispered
“Thanks God for released me from reality and guiding me to a wonderful dreams”.

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Look into our selves

flood
landslide
tsunami
eruption
many more disasters
come and go
Haiti, Indonesia, Australia, Brazil
and others
corpses everywhere
echoed of wailing cries
is this a sign of apocalypse
or
is the earth getting older
why this all happened
no one knew

except look into ourselves
ask to our selves
Of any mistakes we’ve made
did we made enough
for our world
or just took in greed
and
ignore the responsibilities
it’s a cue
to straighten ourselves
to clean
inner and outer
to clean
heart and soul
of anger and spiteful
of greed and hypocrisies
to aware
that
it’s also has demands
from us to be fulfilled
keep sustainability
for the sake of human being
the sky is above
the earth is beneath
carry both in good
by being good
no more cries
no more corpse
no more loosing
among us and  our earth



W a t e r


droplets
glimpse by the sun
so beautiful

sparkling like diamonds
such as morning dews
such as tears
cold, satisfying thirst
life depending on it
we need it
we need them
keep and cherish it
Maintain sustained
just use to taste
no water
no life
Neither do we
please
do not let it upset

gathered  drops
become large and lots
creating  flood
rumbled, crashing blindly

harm and kill
please
cherish and grateful
to the nature
on behalf of
our children

our grandchildren
and the next generation
to their future

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