World Cup 2010

"aren't we all seeking the source?"

Poems (30) Satire (2) Thoughts (8)

Saturday, May 15, 2010

A long way from home

For the marooned astronaut
Home is a small blue spot
A sailor who lost his compass
Will call the nearest land home

For the secluded prisoner
Home is the letter that will never arrive
The faces around the bonfire
Is home for the man away from his tribe

The thoughtful philosopher will say
Home is what he has not learned
For the meditating monk
Home is a promise called heaven

For lovers living apart
Home is where they last met
Home is different for everyone
A place where we are buried alive

Saturday, May 8, 2010

Mercy Killing

If my pain is like a cave
I am buried deep inside
With nothing left to crave
Death was standing beside

They took my ring while I slept
The visitors looked at the floor
Nobody said bye when they left
No one cared to close the door

Paralyzed eye lids will not close
Staring at an indifferent world
I will die with my eyes open
I waited for them to pull the plug


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