The Darker Drama

DARK DRAMA

There is no end to the sound of footsteps
dropping through the precious silence.
A light rain covers human restlessness.
Music mingles with the confusion.
She waits.
The men come.

The world is stale horse-stable.
Night peers anxiously out
ready to be shared.
She remembers many things.
She returns to the dark lanes
from where she once came.

Who bothers about her life?
She is someone used to waiting.
People talk about her,
her life is not her own.

Once she watched kites
climbing the sky.
Children patiently waiting
in a field
pulling on strings.
She felt alone
like a kite
wandering in the cloud.
"Was anyone watching?"
she wondered.
She was watching herself,
struggling with jealousy.
He string had broken.
it was futile.
She need not wait for him to come home.

She was the kite with a broken string
lost in the fierce wind
caught in the thick forest.
The stories told in shared with strangers.
A star is lost.
The music of the flute
cannot speak to her
as she wanders the streets.

She can see the kite flying
down the black alleys
and vanish into the sky.
She sees the lane vanish.
It was only a dream.
She will never find it again.

Red lights flickering in the alleys.
Red lights around the moon,
searching for a distant star
hidden behind the clouds.

The hidden earth is full of seed
secretly coming to life.

She returns to her memories.
Does anyone want
the fireflies in her belly?

Does her mother still care?

The star has vanished,
her love is wasted.

Poet by: Suhaimi Haji Muhammad
-1977(SONG OF THE PELICAN)