BEFORE THE CATHEDRALS

Before the cathedrals,We knew good and evil.Before the cathedrals,We knew the way to our GOD.Before the cathedrals,We knew.What happened to us,Sons and daughters of the soil?Why did we call our sacred land evil?Why did we call our cultural values primitive?Why did we look down on ourselves? We’ve allowed people kill our essence.How do we thenContinue reading “BEFORE THE CATHEDRALS”

YESTERDAY’S DAWN

Here I stand,On the spot of our first day of meeting,On the spot we said, ‘yes,’On the spot we stamped our vestige(?) Thinking, maybe, that ‘it’s over’ was just a dream of yesterday,But it wasn’t. How could you? How could youMake me sleep on your words?My life was rung round your promises,Promises of an unendingContinue reading “YESTERDAY’S DAWN”

LADY OF YESTERDAY’S DREAM

POETRY 5648 Dear Lady of yesterday’s dream, You were my sleepless nightsAnd well played melodies.You were my addictionAnd your amber eyes; my flicker of hope. I was once a maundererA Lone Ranger with a confused heart.You gave meaning to my worthless lifeAnd stung me with betrayal’s smile.I deserved better than your white lies. That yesterday,YouContinue reading “LADY OF YESTERDAY’S DREAM”

WAILING QUILL

Have you ever seen words That pierce the heart like arrows, Or a nest inhabiting not birds, But a crowd of bedfellows? Maybe, just maybe a yes. I met her on the sunshine of March. Perhaps shining, but she was an angel of mess. She seemed a perfect match With glows of the august coloursContinue reading “WAILING QUILL”

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