morad’s nectar

yet, is there a smile in those eyes
perhaps pleasure of meeting
a glimpse by who
in an secluded mind

where else to find
these treasures of expression
but human

in a perspective
of isolation
as if the real, the truth
were only seen through
the suffering of such existence

or might there be no world
where children dance in satiation
and neighbours talk the day away
from plentiful hearts

moreover, how could lips
kiss love
near a distant sunset
as the sun rises here
to a cold
and lonely
new day

©2009 Hey Hey


Horizon’s photograph of Morad
http://flickr.com/photos/horizon/1129719140/