Home, Land

by nouriguess   Feb 12, 2013


We're in a life where clammy walls ate half of our
dreams, where the scent of lead corroded the rest.

The birds pecking my window
know nothing, nothing other than
freedom. My room is empty, my heart is empty.
There is a crowd outside running
away from tear bombs, hunger, pestilences.
There is a crowd outside that will die
crying, starving and sick.
And fugitives.

While I'm writing here, I know
I know there's a mother few miles away
burying her kid. I know
there's a twine of wind whistling
in the ears of a lonely lover. I know
there is a homeland that will come into
existence,
stillborn.

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  • 11 years ago

    by Jibreel de Leon

    Very deep and highly expressive.

  • 11 years ago

    by Poet on the Piano

    [Weekly Contest Comment: 2/18/13]

    The emotions are rooted in every word of this poem. I love how the author didn't just describe injustices and the physical aspects of a society that is broken....the author delved much deeper into this, especially with "I know there's a twine of wind whistling in the ears of a lonely lover". The effect of this piece is quite profound. The emptiness is so tangible and the way the author seems to be inside this building, inside this city yet looking almost into the inside of these tragedies, for what life has become here. It's incredibly sad, the image of fugitives and people not knowing what the next day will be. So much spirit has been taken out. That last line stole my heart, I simply loved how the author crafted those words, using "stillborn" is such a heart-wrenching image and nothing any o f us want to hear, but this character knows, has something stronger than a feeling that this is how it will come into existence. Incredible poem.

  • 11 years ago

    by Xanthe

    This is why I love your poetry.

  • 11 years ago

    by Tara Kay

    I have always loved your way of taking something and making it sound so poetic, and this is no exception, seriously girl, you wrote some really dark and powerful things in this piece yet is was still so beautiful and so smooth, it is the emotion here that stands out, the connection you have with what you are writing.

    We're in a life where clammy walls ate half of our
    dreams, where the scent of lead corroded the rest.

    ^^Without a doubt, the best lines I have read in a long time

    Miss you girl, hugs and love
    x

  • 11 years ago

    by average thoughts

    Sad and emotional ..