No more

It still lingers

Ears  still ring

with fateful  news

Eyes can’t believe

the wetness within

The pyre resounds

only silence

light slighters

in blackness

what matters now

the flame at the wick

has been untimely snubbed

Life is over

You are no more

unTimely

Its sickle swung

Death called

All so soon

All so abrupt

and all so sudden

no time for prayers

no last words uttered

no time for a single thought

Lives simply  ebbed

into nothingness

Ere the nick of time

And as wet winds blew

kiths and kins

family and friends

near and dear

unprepared

numbed and stunned

froze in grief

aghast in despair

to accept the truth

that death calls

sans any warning

May the souls RIP

cold hands

never to fall apart

for aeons to hold your hands

and  now your hands are cold

comeback

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You say

You want to comeback

that I take you in

Hmm…

will you feel at home?

my heart is pretty much

in a bad shape

since the day you left

despite my wailings

You know it well

It is not as it used to be

It never were

things haven’t been

in  a good shape

Will things ever be?

Yet again

You are gone

yet again

vanished

like the rainbow

on the yonder horizon

leaving me

utterly nonplussed

It’s hard to sync

life with days

when pushed back

to abandonment

and loneliness

yet again

Thoughts explodes

out of control

as life desists

in paused moments

and frozen times

Loneliness bites

splashing

bitter sensations

from  your  going

and its hard

yet again

as always

as ever

in fact harder

this time

I  am left staring

expectantly

for your return

though I know

you have just left

Tears

Don't make it cheap

mean so much

Why let it fall?

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The walls rattled

The showcases

The cupboards

The photo frames

and everything

that there was to rattle

The lights blacked out

Everything was cursed

in absolute murk

as the world jolted

one and all trembled

Everyone knew that it was

Saw the end was nigh

As death came knocking

Bequeathing a close call

Leaving homes crumbled

Hearts grievously tormented

and lives put on the line

13/7

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Smoke and dust fill the air

Moans and groans heard everywhere

Destruction aplenty on the ground

Fallen bodies are everywhere found

No cries can bring the dead alive

No condolences can heal the wounds

No words can soothe the shattered lives

The wicked face of terror has gnarled

Its devilish horns have once again gored

Its brutal fangs have heartlessly clawed

to tear apart the race of humanity

Terrorists, aren’t you humans too?

Broken dreams again

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My dreams

are broken

Pieces of shells

so sharp and cutting

lie strewn

in murky emotions

of a ruined  heart

My plundered thoughts

lie submerged

in an ocean of tears

the rainbow has vanished

without a  trace

Beware

Don’t gather the pieces

of my broken dreams

unfriendly and sharp

It might slash you as well
 

Read my silence

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You presume

what I tell you

is not at all true

you mistrust

everything

almost anything

that finds voice

on my lips

so what shall I tell you

and how do I do it

draw your lines

know its depth

read my mind

or my silence

 

Reflections

A six-year-old HIV-positive child named Along lives all alone in his rundown home in Nieucheping village of Liuzhou city in Southwest China's Guangxi Zhuang after both his parents died from the deadly virus. He receives 70 yuan of subsistence allowance per month from the local civil bureau  and periodical material supplies from kindhearted people. Other times, he has been collecting wood to support himself.  Source (including photos): English.sina.com

I was so touched with grief that it prompted the following lines of haiku. May god bless the boy or death take him away too.

at tender six years

burdened to make  his  ends meet

toils he day and night

lonesome and gamesome

unawares of impending death

boy, ball and shadow

In an unkind world

Love and affection unknown

mere walking shadow

Silence for a friend

Loneliness and fear his guests

Living silhouette

 Light darkening fast

Surviving sans a future

Cruel and unfair world

 Rose nipped ere its bloom

Despair hopes and lost future

Cant death take him away?

Cold mist

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Dwindling  thoughts

silent whispers

forgone emotions

many onlookers

two players

and one winner

a frozen smile

a single tear

and

you rejoice

 

Wrath of angry Gods

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The waves broke

crashed all lines

untold

all hell broke loose,

ere the eyes winked

the water

thicker than blood

swept through homes

its tentacles

soaring

touched the skies

engulfing buildings

cars, trains, lives

everything

giant fireballs rose
into the face of death

birds fled from their trees

but not humans

devoid of any escape

sought safety on rooftops

waved white scarves in vain

as houses swayed and tumbled

like castles of sand

cars floated on roof tops

ships overturned like toys

into the sea,

never to be seen again

the world watched

the whirlpool of destruction
in horror 
helplessly

stunned, shaken

the blows of death 
was never more cruel

never more menacing

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and now,

huh

the waves have rolled back

lifeless rubble remain

cars and planes strewn 

the debris of destruction

only the oblivious silence looms

Grief stricken sights 
all around
of

broken dreams

shattered lives

fallen tears

of a once  beautiful world

crumbled

at the wrath of angry gods 

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