Monday, January 11, 2010

River Sides

River Sides

This Side


Unknowable reason
is filing and screwing
into the deep,
Deep down marrow
where courage sit
in silence and slim.

Balanced edge
of a blinded soul
is finding a rainbow,
Rainbow of happiness;
Happiness of flying
with whose own stained wings . . .

That Side

A lost lodger
with a smile of love
had been walking,
Walking to sit
upon an inferior chair
at the corner of "Welcome Table".

Confused insomnia
messed up light of dark
to abandon our wonderland.
What I've taken
were much much more,
More than what I've given.

Along

Just the same song
but
we missed each other
like two notes of
up and down.
Keep singing somehow . . .

Put me on the shame
Shame of an ignorant
who can't even differentiate
between
a white lie
and a dark truth.


BS
7:43 PM
11 January 2010
Yangon

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