Baraka Lines

Please, Understand Me!


Poem

  • WAR!!!

    WAR!!!

    It was war, everything was a flaw, Blood was graffiti on the walls, painted on the floor, The cut-throats were many, The timid casualties were many, The sound of gunshots tore into the rowdy night, Disturbing my restless sleep every night, The soldiers’ wails were high, And death seemed to be nigh. I was fourteen,… Continue reading

  • A feeling called LOVE!

    A feeling called LOVE!

    You walked away without looking back, And I hoped that, Wherever you went, whenever it was, Even if the orange sun didn’t rise, From the magnificent eastern horizon, That you’d never forget, That you were once, mine, That we once treasured, feelings. I hoped that in your tempestuous future,  In our parallel futures, We may… Continue reading