ASHES OF JOY /Catherine Blake
My mother’s ashes sift from my reluctant
Fingers -- the last tangible earthly link
To our Mum and Gram -- whose love was constant
(She loved us like a rock, was our safe home shore)
--Dropping into green waters in a land of ancient rocks.
Each of us was mourning alone, heart-sore,
As the oars creaked, creaked in their oarlocks;
My daughter’s tears fall silently without a whimper
and her crumpled face tears so at my heart.
Her gram is gone and there’s no one like her!
Her tears make me grieve, but my heart gave a start!
I lift my eyes in joy to the pink and gold horizon;
Mum’s slipped her hated wheelchair bonds, and now danced on!
(Ver. 5)
NEVER BE HEARTBROKEN, EVER!/Said Suleiman
I'll tell you something:
there is no such thing as one man for one woman
or vice versa.
Tomorrow or next day you could meet another
and all thoughts of him/her fly from your mind.
Many a time I've seen it happen. Many a time.
Didn't I see the proof of it with my own two eyes?
Didn't you hear about the married King
who abandoned the Queen for maidservant?
But I'm sure you heard about the Queen
who fell madly in love with a farm-boy
who just went begging in her castle!
there is no such thing as one man for one woman
or vice versa.
Tomorrow or next day you could meet another
and all thoughts of him/her fly from your mind.
Many a time I've seen it happen. Many a time.
Didn't I see the proof of it with my own two eyes?
Didn't you hear about the married King
who abandoned the Queen for maidservant?
But I'm sure you heard about the Queen
who fell madly in love with a farm-boy
who just went begging in her castle!
So don’t be heartbroken
when someone you love leaves you
for you too could leave someone who badly loves you
and go to someone else
when someone you love leaves you
for you too could leave someone who badly loves you
and go to someone else
Just tell me how many lovers
did you have before the one you have now?
Numbers, as your heart says
Didn’t you tell them, each in separate time
that they were real loves of your heart?
that you would last with them
till death takes its lead?
Don’t you tell the one you have now
that you will last with him/her
till death takes its lead?
Yes you do, as your heart says
but only to mean
you will last with him/her till you meet someone else
whom you will abandon just after meeting someone else as well
and it will go all the way in this same repetition
but in a style of tit for tat
that today you abandon someone
tomorrow you are abandoned!
did you have before the one you have now?
Numbers, as your heart says
Didn’t you tell them, each in separate time
that they were real loves of your heart?
that you would last with them
till death takes its lead?
Don’t you tell the one you have now
that you will last with him/her
till death takes its lead?
Yes you do, as your heart says
but only to mean
you will last with him/her till you meet someone else
whom you will abandon just after meeting someone else as well
and it will go all the way in this same repetition
but in a style of tit for tat
that today you abandon someone
tomorrow you are abandoned!
So don’t be broken-hearted
when someone you love leaves you
unless you care so much
for the title of King or Queen of sorrows
for you too could leave someone who badly loves you
and go to someone else
when someone you love leaves you
unless you care so much
for the title of King or Queen of sorrows
for you too could leave someone who badly loves you
and go to someone else
But if we must care for heartbreak
let us now call it heart destruction
because if your heart was broken once
then prepare yourself for a second blow
which might destroy your heart completely!
let us now call it heart destruction
because if your heart was broken once
then prepare yourself for a second blow
which might destroy your heart completely!
AFTER HURRICANE MITCH/Clare Smith
Jet black hair in strands, like
Stories across her forehead.
Child against her breast bone,
Voices calm, in still air.
Under neon lights, she
Holds her new born child, while
Eyes of sweat are sweeping
Down her face and arms.
Reassuring rhythms
Of her beating heart, beat.
Of her beating heart.
Sweet girl of mine, she says
Winds may whip your body,
Hurricanes may find you.
Voices rage, in despair.
But you’ll not be broken
Nor blown far away, for
Roots of life keep growing
Down your feet and palms.
Rising, falling rhythms
Of her fearless heart, beat.
Of her fearless heart.
Me, I sit here watching
This mother with her child,
Laughter brimming madly,
Whispered hopes, that we share.
Yet my heart is breaking
That she lies here alone,
Her tears fierce, defiant,
Down her road to come.
Syncopated rhythms
Of her dancing heart, beat
Of her dancing heart.
You were my sweetheart
The sweet art
I painted you in my heart
Never knew that sweets hurt
Now you are gone; I’m lost
I thought we would last forever
And I am the one that you think of
Can’t believe it’s your love I’m deprived of
We planted a perfect love
Our romance broadcasted live
You now want to leave
The unconditional love
Our love had no season
I’m now on the four seasons of loneliness
It’s autumn
No love you give
I’m the falling leaves
The mourning dove
No morning love
Everything buried
In the used to love grave
We argue and such
We lost the touch
They say hearts control the minds
And love is blind
With you everything was bright
I alone; can’t see the light
I’m left behind
Can we rewind?
RewindA TEAR AND A SMILE/Khalil Gibran, presented by Sara Hassan
I would not exchange the sorrows of my heart
For the joys of the multitude.
And I would not have the tears that sadness makes
To flow from my every part turn into laughter.
I would that my life remain a tear and a smile.
A tear to purify my heart and give me understanding
Of life's secrets and hidden things.
A smile to draw me nigh to the sons of my kind and
To be a symbol of my glorification of the gods.
A tear to unite me with those of broken heart;
A smile to be a sign of my joy in existence.
I would rather that I died in yearning and longing than that I live Weary and despairing.
I want the hunger for love and beauty to be in the
Depths of my spirit, for I have seen those who are
Satisfied the most wretched of people.
I have heard the sigh of those in yearning and Longing, and it is sweeter than the sweetest melody.
With evening's coming the flower folds her petals
And sleeps, embracing her longing.
At morning's approach she opens her lips to meet
The sun's kiss.
The life of a flower is longing and fulfilment.
A tear and a smile.
The waters of the sea become vapor and rise and come
Together and area cloud.
And the cloud floats above the hills and valleys
Until it meets the gentle breeze, then falls weeping
To the fields and joins with brooks and rivers to Return to the sea, its home.
The life of clouds is a parting and a meeting.
A tear and a smile.
And so does the spirit become separated from
The greater spirit to move in the world of matter
And pass as a cloud over the mountain of sorrow
And the plains of joy to meet the breeze of death
And return whence it came.
MAY BE YOU DON’T KNOW/Mustafa Sharif
May be you will never know
That you gave me sorrow
You broke my heart
And let things go wrong
May be you didn’t know that you were my life
To me you were trusted
And even respected
But I never expected
That you would turn off the light
May be you didn’t know that you were putting me into darkness
Life I sacrificed
Remained only my soul
I gave it all
Yet you kept me lonely
May be you didn’t know that I loved you so long
FIRST LOVE/FAST LOVE/Gerry Bukini (the Anonymous Poet)
First love, fast love
The first thing I wanted to have
First love, fast love
My heart it drove
First love, fast love
Wrong affection carved
First love, fast love
On this little bed I have
First love, fast love
It’s what she serves
First love, fast love
No need for the gloves
First love, fast love
Precaution is for the braves
First love, fast love
Immuno deficiency it gave
First love, fast love
It stained my life
First love, fast love
Is what took me into my grave
First love, fast love
I wish I didn't haveON THE TRAIN/Thomas Green
What is this pounding
This pulse so resounding
As I see your image fading
It splits my chest, It’s raging
My wounded heart , It’s racing
This moment must come
But separation, this pain runs.
It swells like a flood spilling over me
My senses overcome drowning in the thought
You my love, You are left behind.
Fading in the distance, as the train pulls on ahead.
Your pounding heart sounds with constant rhythm
Your chest rises, and it falls.
Like no soul yours has come to me
Your touch imprinted on my mind
Untold thoughts, A bite, A whisper, a glance, an embrace.
Your whisper in my ear,
Overpowering!
Exchanging the same breath,
Exhilarating!
Warm sweet sweat drips as our bodies lie,
lie entwined in sweet repose
Could it be, should it be, never again to be
that loving grip, held so close and so tight.
You clutch me to you as your tears flow one night.
You wail with bitter tears for your fear of abandonment.
No No, this cannot be, the song repeats in my mind.
There ain’t no mountain high enough
Ain’t no valley low enough
Ain’t no sea wide enough
To keep me from you
Down the tracks that lead away from you
Tears well up, spill down my face
They hardly stop for my own fear
Owning that fear, you may be lost to me forever.
I promise,
I swear to return, and I do.
Across time and distance I would charge.
You are part of me, and I am part of you
Together again in ones arms, an endless embrace.
But death obliterates all.
Your caress.
Your kiss, a bite,
Your smile,
your heartbeat,
your eternal touch
never to be felt again.
Lost to me again….. forever.
OUR FAVORITE SONG (THE BLUES)/Gerry Bukini (the Anonymous Poet)
The drums the hums
Bump, bump kaboom
The jet flights
Rockets its vroom
The streets fight
Who fights for whom?
Them camouflage guys
With their terrifying toys
The people’s fear
The life you don’t spare
Fights and chaos everywhere
We hide like under wears
The lonely hearts
Ooh God! It hurts
The native outcasts
Curfew in our huts
War at the present the past
The future is lost
Fast heartbeats
Plus your heavy beating
The schools you wreck
Your magazine is not for reading
The cries we hear
Faces with blood tears
Alliances and legions
War worshiping religions
The united nothing
That acts like U-nation
The heartbreak
The Life take
The handshake
The smiles fake
We mediate
We don’t meditate
The lost love
We’re so confused
Now life is all Blues
Everything dark
I hate black
I want blue
BEST FRIEND (THE-END)/Gerry Bukini (The Anonymous Poet)
Best Friend
Best trend
Eat, pray, love together
I depend
What I’m missing
Can’t pretend
My life you shaped
It was jagged
But now I’m on a jagged edge
Rough ends
Tough end
Star of my movie
BEST FRIEND
Till the end
It just started
Why am I seeing THE-END
It was not the humorous F.R.I.E.N.D.S
It was the best movie ever made
Our uncut version
Neither screenplay
Nor the lights, camera, action
It was the force of attraction
Best star combination
No stunts action
Directed by the heart’s reaction
Since you left
I’m the crying freeman
No Morgan Freeman
We were sailing
But I’m no seaman
I am just a boy
You saw me as ze-man
It was short not old
What we had was Gold
BEST FRIENDS in bold
My life you mould
Now all I see is my head is bald
I have a load of words
Though words can’t express
I am depressed
Most friends like publicity and press
What you did was not to impress
……….I’m stressed
Since you left
This movie is short
The scenes are cut
There is lights camera action
And all sorts of distractions
This is my screenplay
You can replay
My movie
BEST FRIEND
Till the end
Now it’s the end
THE –END
