Khan W.S Amiziari

Rookie (27/12//1990 / Pattambi)

Mein Scraps - Poem by Khan W.S Amiziari

I fenced round, myself
So no right have I
To complain about being alone

When I shot that coke onto her face
I didn’t know, that I had my heart in it.

She was a dream- a faint one
Which I buried years ago
Today I went to that cemetery
Alas- I found her still alive

High above the muddy grounds
Birds fly free
Much below we live
Intelligent yet chained

of all the seconds
that dropped between us
why is this moment
becoming so painful

As it always happens
I hate this day too
Because it belongs to you
And not to me

Take that dagger out of thy heart.
Poison it with your blood.
Thou hands shall tremble not
When finishing this awkward cynic

She just turned and walked away
He stood there, enrooted.
Each moment took her farther- and then
The wind whispered- she has gone

Why is it that we have to grow
And change, and learn to hate?
Why can’t we freeze ourselves
In a beautiful moment of childhood

Hey I wanna shout
So take their ears away
And break those walls down
Let my mamma hear me

Who is she? They keep asking
It’s my turn now - who art thou?

Till I saw her smile, I thought
That the morning mist is pure
And flowers are beautiful, wind is gentle
Just till I saw her smile

Me built a fort for you
You took it for prison- sorry

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 10, 2009

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