. the wind that ruffled your long hair was lying to me the rain that fell on your charming face was lying to me the rose in your white clenched hands was lying to me you were dead as if no words had ever been said all were running away never turning back to look at you for the last time taking away all their fears with them you were dead as if no promises had ever been made and they came to burn down the house to clear the garden to change the course of the river to rename your only child they came to drill the land to dry the well to sell the cattle to blind your only child you were dead as if our eyes had never met you laughed at my warning cries... why? you thought my words were worthless... why? you didn't trust my sharing hand when i reached out to you... why? you believed in a savior in kings and queens in knights and bishops you believed poets could not even be pawns they didn't know how to fight! you were dead as if we'd never slept in the same bed . |
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
as if...
by nooshin azadi
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2 comments:
Brilliant.
Reminds me of Rumi... to lovely effect.
Thanks.
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