Emmanuel George Cefai Poems

Ghost that roams
Whither in the house your favorite haunt?

Rough neon light
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After months of pain
After months of suffering
And chill of solitude
I want to hear song.
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In the twilight of life
Age put on crown
Age scepter holds
With bent head
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As in a photo
The verse flashes
A short flash a thousand pages speaks
Ever-increasing images one on one
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The Bird of Wisdom in her wisdom
Coils.

Though it be not chill.
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Eyes closed.
Lying straight.
Hands folded.
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In the dull sermon of the dusk
A violin plays
Auto-plays.
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Let the poison-virus touch my lips.

Let me undress fear saying
‘I be not scared'
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But the Office be open.

And there be no staff.
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A last summer will it be?
and then
I must cross the bridge to it.
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