Thursday, May 8, 2008

a poem for lamenters

Yesterday a man said to a woman,

the waves of your love rushes
towards the shores of my life
with their endless messages
but, there they die.
it's five years since i have turned deaf.


Today a woman said to a man,

look how they bring you home ,my love
wrapped in white
laden amidst flowers .
I'm twenty
and already a widow.


In between yesterday and today,
in the soul's dark night i heard this guy say,

you whom i met by the seashore
how little i could forsee
the reasons for which i fill my glass with a drink
less bitter than my feelings.
i must shut my doors and be alone
for my weary heart cannot be comforted.


While silently moved the clouds.