Abandoned Poem by Lovita Morang

...Still the images of the hidden evil,
Scratch the wounds;

Dying soul,
Collecting impossibly,
The ash.

A new life-expecting!
Isn’t it possible to forget,
those untitled deeds of unforgotten days?

Madly, soared on laughing,
Over the untouched memories;
Soaring desires soared on and on

Searching…
the perfect image in the nothingness;
From the core of blank spirit.
Standing amongst the strangers;

Started-off I,
My journey…
To search for a dropp of attainment;

Strangers-

Helpful hands extended,
Helplessly towards themselves;
Ran ran and ran away my beingness-
Rape of the new born hopes!

Died
Before the death greets.

Alone standing-
Abandoned,

None but my own soulic survival;
Started laughing;
At me.