Treasure Island

maria sudibyo

(280883 / parist van java)

The Hungry Ghost Festival

human are hungry animals
born with hungry heart
crying out loud
for warmth and tenderness

human are lonely creatures
living with hungry mind
about loneliness and boredom

human are hungry ghosts
starving because
fear and uncertainty

they eat food
they read books
they shop goods
they change looks
they search money
they shape brain
they talk freedom
they hold religion
they hear music
they rule power
they play heart
they fight till limits
they use everything in this world
to fulfill the need
to escape from sorrow and sadness

human are hungry souls
hungry to love and to be loved
the first hunger never gone

Submitted: Thursday, September 11, 2008

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  • Ahmad Shiddiqi (9/11/2008 10:52:00 PM)

    brave and brilliant! keep writing! I like the way you wrote the words, Human and They. could you read and comment on my new poems to such as Into Inside etc? (Report) Reply

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