Darpan || Memou Voula ( Greece)

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পোস্ট বার দেখা হয়েছে

I AM AFRAID 

Memou Voula

 ( Greece)

I put your shoes on inside out 

to accumulate the blood of your wounds alive 

A christened lovechildin your scattering 

As Fates lied in the sun-shining canyon filled with moths 

Now, 

The guillotine stands next to your cradle 

The moon sobs like aninjured animal 

asit takes its course to persecution 

Not standing to face reputations 

which are barely fitting in a matchbox 

My sorrow is now decorated into the trenches 

As it rides naked 

upon bled lips and pupils of glass 

I am afraid of the nights that sharpen the blades 

I am afraid of the shining of a stolen resurrection 

I am afraid of the dreams that enchain nightmares 

I am afraid that the dissectors of consciousness 

will never extractthe accurate conclusions 

Refugee of my own body 

Impaled by your side, 

bycrosses made from kites of death 

My loose jacket 

Escaped the piano bars in isolation 

Hope lies bleeding at the shattered balcony 

When the sirens are finally silent 

The Sun will never find children playing hide and seek 

The Poet using his soldier letters

Was bent in the words 

That are hatching hopes chemise 

And me, 

With my loose jacket in rags

I will lie on your shoulders to mate our persecuted dreams 

Hurry up Peace

Hope and brotherhood are awaiting

So you can sail together 

I am afraid

I am afraid the man with iron hands.

I am afraid the man with fire in his eyes.

I am afraid the bleeding heart.

The pigeons nest are empty.

I dont smell roses in an empty house.

Give me your hand

And walk in my road.

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