Wednesday, June 2, 2010

I die

I die of hunger!
I die of thirst!
My heart yearns for love!
My heart burns with love!

I die of hunger—seeking to be fed.
They lurked around me, pretending to help.
They offered me food but with evil intent.
I looked into the bowl—behold I saw dearth!

They gave me poison to eat and polluted me with adulteration.
Once I chewed it!
Twice, yes, thrice I tasted and ate their poison;
In the end, I bled!

In my mouth it was like straw,
And at the end of the meal,
My mouth was filled with blood because
They gave me needles to eat and I did not know it.

I die of thirst—seeking to quench my thirst.
They brought a cup of water before me,
It was crystal clear,
My desire leaped.

My heart drew near with longing,
…it’s been a mirage…
It wasn’t water at all,
When I sipped;

Then when I drank,
My throat shrank, my tongue clove,
My entrails were sliced, my flesh bore holes
And there was foaming in the holes.

They diligently cared so much for and about me—
Yes diligently!
And in their diligence, they did me much harm and evil,
They are the workers of wickedness.
They gave me acid to drink.

I die of hunger!
I die of thirst!
My heart yearns for love!
My heart burns with love!

I hunger for a good food!
I hunger for a higher food!
I hunger for a heavenly food!
That bread that comes down from heaven, where is it?

The dryness of my throat testifies,
The outburst of saliva witnesses,
…rain oh heavens…
Rain down your bread and let raindrops!

Let my mouth be filled with your goodness,
And my appetite wetted with desire of satisfaction.
I thirst for a good drink,
I hunger in thirst for a higher flow.

Let the mountains and hills of heaven drop down honey,
Let milk from their crevices touch down in my belly,
Let the invisible Rock of heaven give its water,
And let my spirit leap.

My heart yearns for love,
Too many hates surround me,
Let the light of love beam into my heart,
Let the love tinged with no deceit that

Comes down from heaven fill my heart.
Let the purity and chastity of love swallow my heart.
Let my heart become: Love Breweries Plc.
Let me have love on the inside and let my inside

Transform my outside, so that darkness would disappear.
 My heart burns with love.
Poor me…
My heart is in a valley—burning!

There is a crevice in the mountain behind my heart;
And from the crevice, a running waterfall;
It empties itself upon my heart,
So that the fire of love stops to burn.

Let love swallow hate,
But it is an abomination that hate should swallow love.
Help is come from heaven,
A greater unquenchable fire is released into my heart.

I die of hunger!
I die of thirst!
My heart yearns for love!
My heart burns with love!

Let there be satisfaction!
And there is satisfaction.

2 comments:

  1. I really love this poem. You have a beautiful gift.

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  2. thanks a lot man for your interest in my work, i appreciate.

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