MORTALITY

I know of death

I’ve seen death

I have seen it knocking at foreign gates

It creeps slowly

It creeps nearby

It embraced a friend

A friend close to my heart.

ENOUGH

It is time…

To realize that enough is enough

To get up and stand for yourself

To put a stop to the pain, the sadness and suffering

To understand that you don’t have to give up your family

That you don’t need to sacrifice your property or yourself

To learn that death is not an answer to anything.

ILLUSION

It calls to her

Its beauty tempts her

Drawing her closer

She puts a hand out

Stroking it, feeling it

She embraces it, holding it close.

It roars to life

She feels the power

She tells it’s harmless

It soothes her

She clings to it with ease

It warms her blood.

She shuts her eyes

The flames tease her

A face comes into focus

Memories of bliss spring forth

Serene dreams of happiness

Serene dreams of love.

The roars die down

Her pupils cease to dilate

She takes a shaky breath

The face soon fades

Her clouded mind clears

It was all an illusion.

DROUGHT

Who remembers?

When the cows were dying

When humans could not make a move

When animals could not survive

It was the drought.

The rains had stopped

The boreholes were empty

The river was running dry

People could not even blink their eyes.

There is no flesh on them anymore

Bones sticking out of their bodies

The earth burns with heat

Nothing is green as before

For everything is drying up.

Humans shook their heads

Calculating their days to the grave

Whispering curses

To those who caused it

Yes it was the drought.

NEAR DEATH

A tonne of bricks fell on me

My body quashed onto the floor

Movement brings me pain

Thoughts leave me bruised

I’m chocked by my own breath

My eyes fixed into space

Everything seems still

I’m near death!

OBSESSION

I craved...
For what I couldn't have
For what was so far
For what brought me pain
For what made me happy and sad.

CRUSH AND BURN

The eye is powerful

It leads to everything…

It leads to pleasure… to sin

Through our eyes we met

In the crowded, noisy room they locked.

LISTEN

My dear friend,

Listen to the powerful wind,

Listen to my murmuring heart,

Listen to my whispering breath.

RECKLESS PT2

Saturday…

Sleep deserts me. I hold back a whimper. My body feels thoroughly misused. Jesus..! I hurt badly. I close my eyes and try to feel every muscle, every bone. It takes my addled brain a moment to pinpoint the source of the pain. Both my head and stomach hurt. The headache is not the issue. I have mastered the art of sleeping through a headache since many of my mornings were plagued by them. My abdomen, on the other hand, is burning. The sensation is not new. Unlike my headaches, my stomach aches are crippling. “God!” I cry out coiling into a ball as I try to figure out the cause of the stomachache. Such pain could only mean two things;

RECKLESS PT1

Friday…

Happiness. Bliss. Ecstasy. What else can one ask for? I am content with life at this very moment.  No one can beat the huge smile plastered on my face, not even you. Yes, I know you are there. I can’t miss you. You are standing right next to me wearing an amused look. Hold on… No, you don’t look amused. I squint and try to look at you through the haze.  A smile touches my lips. You seem unsteady.  I can’t seem to focus on you. Would you stop moving? Good. I can now see your face. I was wrong. Actually, I was right the second time. You are not amused. You are fuming.

By the Window

Seated by the car window

Absorbing the passing landscape

Raindrops sliding down my window

The sun breaking through the clouds

Old tales floating in my head

Tales of days gone

Days when this was a blessing

Our ancestors were said to be near

Basking in the little sun

Watching us, protecting us

We were safe from all evil

We felt cherished and loved.

GHOST

The wind rages
The breeze caresses me
Whispering close to my ear
Insisting for an audience
I’m told of friends
I’m told of the enemies
I’m told of ghosts.