lovita j r morang

Rookie - 25 Points (16th july 1976 / arunachal pradesh.assam, india)

A Ceaseless Cry - Poem by lovita j r morang

…a ceaseless cry

I am growing in between
Change and what needs changing

Between force and power
Mistakes and misdirection

Like flowers from bud
And bud from another deep universe…

In between my true and extended self and beyond.
I see more colours more patterns now.
I have just begun

So brave are this men brave enough to live full out
What a honor to have the blessings to be
and live more for tommorrow
necessary to feel this power now

NEWNESS so old so young so beautiful-an ancient act
being and non-being
in the circle of bohemianism
my forehead broken not me
I my be bleeding but not my destiny

THEY are thristy
using my blood to whitewash their walls
what happened to the GOD in me

remembered you walking tall
soul stirred by the music you composed for me

a lively PIECE
Iike a ceaseless cry of a countrymen
of a country for little PEACE


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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 14, 2009



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