Alone

I walk on a deserted path in the middle of a desert,

walking aimlessly in search for water.

I see the shadows of skirts and shirt,

but I can’t see those who matter.

Recognition is to me what water is to the mouth,

I can’t hear the echo of my last applause.

I think I lost my voice, I can’t even shout.

I can still think but my mind is full of chaos.

I live aimlessly, doing what is told.

I feel my spine but feel like a spineless wreck.

I walk in a desert but I still feel cold,

I work so hard, yet don’t have a cheque.

Heat is the pressure surrounding me,

And cactus is the words of my folks.

I smile and laugh to appear full of glee,

but my soul is crushed by your mocks.

The light is vanishing as the sun goes down,

I lose all hope and hear the scorpions crawl.

In the darkest night I wait for my heart to moan,

Is when a smoke from the ground comes up in a ball,

It takes me high into the clouds with my voice on fire,

The heat inside me melts the cold outside,

I see my wishes come true and so do my heart’s desire,

my mind shifts phases like a high tide.

I spent all night twisting and turning,

thinking of the world beyond.

The sun rose in my face, early in the morning,

to show me water in a pond.

I realized the night was a dream,

so I ran faster than my cologne,

to the water that was a mirage of steam.

I screamed and shouted at myself, because I was all alone.

War

The nation was at war with the enemy beside,

and the year was nineteen ninety-nine.

He rushed out of his home, keeping his wife aside.

“Oh sprint not my beloved for you are all mine,

Do not leave me today, you can go tonight”, said his wife.

“Worry not my darling, nothing will happen,

I will protect my country and not play with my life.”

He walked away and didn’t turn to see his wife’s cheeks dampen.

The war began with all its might,

and bodies were stored up in a heap.

He missed his lovely wife and wrote her letters at night,

but during the day he carried supplies in his jeep.

The lonely woman was scared to jitters,

as she was looked upon by all with lustful eyes.

Her day was made when she received her husband’s letters,

but when a man looked at her she ran away like mice.

She slowly began trusting in her own beauty,

and started to play the harlot because of her fame.

When she missed him, her eyes became misty,

but she couldn’t stop her evil ways, as she loved the game.

She soon became an adulterous wife,

and enjoyed it as she saw her body burn.

She continued to tiptoe on the edge of a knife,

but realized her folly before she saw him return.

He was taken aback by her actions,

his mind was shattered just like his body.

“Why do you do this my love, why this sudden diffraction?

You have lost your beauty and all you are now is gaudy.”

She said, “You promised you will be with me forever and ever,

please don’t go away, I can’t bear another war.”

“I never stopped loving you, and I will forever,

you will be my first love, but I am not in love anymore.”