Litnet

"I retraced 
My steps 
Back to the days 
Before I lost all of my ways"

"I saw the deaths of twenty-somethings
crawl behind me,
dressed in fire suits"

"By an invisible force that will not sway 
And its purpose to disrupt and to set asunder  
And rob this world of all its wonder"

"Of worlds and lands beyond and far away 
That place where my soul longs to stay 
Further than the moon or even Mars"

"the fear and dread that astounds me 
I let it be 
duly unaware of what you might see"

"My attraction to food teaches me to forget the emotional pain. It calms me. It wants me. There are so many ways an addict validates what they are doing."

"Since day one, I had only one
And I guess it was better than having none
But as the years went by,
He left just like the rest"

"We did not evolve to be ourselves, 
Our consciousness is controlled by chemicals. 
Neither the mind, the body, the heart 
nor free will belong to us."

"A cherry blossom and rainbow spring awaits 
the thawing of the blanket snow 
on highlands and Malutis, 
to rejuvenate and grow" 

"Our minds are controlled by chemistry 
and we are brainwashed by volatility. 
We are bombarded by contradicting messages, 
lost in our own wretched wilderness."

"The words were in your eyes, I could see them 
rise and crest in your eyes and roll and stretch 
and break in hers, leaving her awash."

"Now, as I lurk 
in sightless nights, 
and against the floriferous 
beauty of the past"

"The old fingers shaking a little, determined to hold on, 
The piece of toast, clamped securely, 
the last of the jam, a bright spot of colour 
the old man pauses, delaying his pleasure"

"I followed the footprints, 
Jumping to gauge the width, 
Through rain and drought-stricken ground, 
I followed you."

"Walking through these halls I see 
The eyes of old boys look at me 
Make us proud they say 
You’ll have to find your own way"

"You hold a fist up high – timeless and endless 
This is how you proclaim future hope 
The gift of reason and tolerance, unequivocally"

"Have you ever wondered, what if you were not 
This morning, in the body that you got 
No longer favourite of your mother 
Just an ordinary, someone other"

"yet, in my brain 
resides another I: 
the beauteous lineaments, 
of a long forgotten me"

"You are the learners of landscape, 
Listeners of the berg wind, 
Its strong voice shouting through dark nights"

"Papa had pursued the contract with unflinching zeal. It was a government contract that would redirect the wheel of our lives to wealth. Then I woke up one morning and told him that I had seen him crying in my dreams because he had lost the contract. His bloodshot eyes blazed fire, and he ordered me out of his room; that morning, Mama paused breakfast and initiated prayer and fasting for the family."