© 2008-2010 by mehd(inabox)

Tuesday, 2 June 2009

Inside My Head

They let me keep it.
A little piece
Of the puzzle
Which I never did solve.

The shattered glass of your life
Cuts
Through the past.

When I say they
I mean in my head.

I hang on to
Your knife.
And I place my hand
On your shoulder.

Geography

The intensity of the heat
Amazon rainforest.

Quite unsustainable management.
(Not the rainforest)

The piercing cries
Are the screams of flood victims.
Long gone.

The silence,
After the deaths of those destroted
By the hurricane.
Long gone.

Foundation/Higher
Segregation.
Apartheid.

Always here,
Always with us.

Weather (2)

I was rushed to hospital.
Dad always said I was too big for the toboggan.
You were the only other person there.
Didn't know you, at that point.

I didn't have any friends.
Anyone to take with me.
I thought spending my time alone,
Would make it more fun.

Forgetting the pain is something
You helped me do.
(In more ways than one)
You held my hand.

Even though my hand was in
Ice
for 2 hours

I could still feel your warmth.
Your touch.

The ice will melt
And there will be
Water
Clean
Pure
Once more

Weather

Without the rain,
There would be no umbrella for me to stand under.
I laugh at the coincidence.
If I would have not asked the time,
On that day,
I would have not realised how late I was.

In your car, we talked.
The tinted mirrors hiding the outside world from us.
We had our own universe.

I ended up not going to that party.
Instead I had a small one of my own.
And the happiness never ended.

There will always be sunshine after the rain.