Silivester Kiik Poems

On the smooth edge of you
redrew moon
silence
then stab.
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On all the prayers and vain
the lingering anxiety
taught the deciduous branches.
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half a month passed
terminalia catappa leaves harden the lawn
worms rotting into it
like their love wasn't enough
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In the late twilight
-the rain falls in drops
the streets are quiet with all the questions
some people still lead
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Dried leaves roam freely
lying in the mosquito nets of aridity
starting to be disgusting and no longer morals
with ancestral messages stripped away by violent bars.
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In my childhood home
my mum would bring me a jar of water
every time my tongue turned to the clouds.
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: On a Silence and Tears
Your Holy Body hanging on a rough wooden cross,
is the symbol of my sins being washed away,
but until this event repeated itself,
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Don't think; when the valley wind that wails on the ridge
drives the shivering leaflets from the trees
think that all is not over: the rainy season will come again
buds, leaves, and flowers you will see.
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All day and night
I sincerely save words
that are slowly being lost to time.
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i/
in every corner of the dry and foreign city
wild and silent-watching every word
that men talk about
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