My Skull

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this is my skull
a picture of insanity and sound judgement
abandoned when all the worms have left
and consumed the gray matter
that used to think
the  balancing of justice and inequality
this is my skull
that used to be home
of all the words that leave my mouth
and shared before humanity
that hurt their hearts
but sometimes mend them
and lighted their pathways
by a line of candles of hope
this is my skull
abode of literate psyche
owner of a sentimental conscience that soared to the sky
without reasons, it acted on stage, belly danced
and for the final act, bowed to the unassuming audience
but it was also the basin of painful tears
and happy ones
shedding the truth of the heart
truth that emanate from the deepest fear, sadness, and joy
now that it is all white
let grow of the emerging seed
germinating from this hardened fellow
let its lessons fill your dreams
and be the skull of the moon and sun 
cleaned by the crawlers of the soil
where the farmers of thoughts lived
feeding the races throughout the land…



“I Fear for…” – a Palinode : NaPoWriMo, 2015 – Day 08

And now, without further ado, our prompt (optional as always) for Day Eight: today I challenge you to write a palinode. And what’s that? It’s a poem in which the poet retracts a statement made in an earlier poem. You could take that route or, if you don’t have an actual poetically-expressed statement you want to retract, maybe you could write a poem in which you explain your reasons for changing your mind about something. It could be anything from how you decided that you like anchovies after all to how you decided that annoying girl was actually cool enough that you married her.

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i want to see the world
not in dreams
not in imagination
not in mental images
from somewhere
not to see it drifting in air
like a feather that lands anywhere
when the wind stops its blow
i like  the flight of birds that
purposely fly above and land
in places they want to…
where they can view in its entirety
the serene beauty of land up in the air…
and circle the paradise of buildings
that sprouts in cities
the patches of greens of the mountains and hills
the view of the seas and oceans
while they fly with untiring strength…but today,
i have second thoughts
of going around…seeing everything i wish
to see …
the world is in chaos
hearing and reading the news…
it’s everywhere,
slashing of throats,
burning humans alive, stonings,
children being put in first line of defense
now i’m afraid to run around,
walk the alleys, swim the beaches
drive the streets and avenues,
breath the air of parks, sit on benches
of street coffee shops….
terrorists barged in everywhere
schools, universities,malls,
grocery stores
today,  a travel plan
is put aside by fear… i fear for my life…