Saturday, September 3, 2011

wordless

How can one
Transform twenty six

Into
A language
That describes
The feeling of lovers
Lying entwined, spent?

The haunting emptiness of
Cracked river beds that once
Teemed with life but now
Cry through silent screams?

A word that describes
Swollen bellies of children
That cannot differentiate
The hunger in their stomachs
From the anger in the hearts or
The sadness in their souls?

The beauty of an untouched sky
That sits atop snow-capped mountains,
Beckoning, teasing one’s heart
To soar?
Into the gut-piercing cries
Of a woman in rape,
Pinned down by monstrous lust
the emptiness in her heart,
when fingers point at her wretchedness
and bail the monsters instead?

Language that describe the
Laughter in a new-born’s eyes?

Into
The calm that emanates
From the heart
When lost in the world
Of one’s god?


written for a club contest on poems and quotes. revised sometime in 2011

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