Tag: Unrequitte love

CUT OPEN A PAPAYA

~ Azhar Al-Hassan ~ 1 Comment
OBSESSION SYMBOLISED!



CUT OPEN A PAPAYA

Cut, open a papaya.
The seeds are you in my brain
Each is you and every neuron.

The black seeds are black board
Your name is written
Class room door left open

In every emergence of  your evocation
Comes cool breeze
The letters freeze

I overwrite again and again —
Dwindling as a chalk pen
The cool breeze moisten

The letters,
Causing me trouble:
It became unrubbable

My tears not enough
To make the duster wet
It’s a threat! It’s a threat!

My system alarms:
Malware found!
It’s too late. So strong is bond.

It says
“Disk format
Or keep it corrupt”

It’s like
“You want your memory
Or amnesia?”  Misery!

BUFFET TO STARVING

~ Azhar Al-Hassan ~ 3 Comments
My Buffet
Out of passion

BUFFET TO STARVING

I wrote like eating buffet out of passion
I sipped the soup out of your mouth.
To set the mood, get appetized.
Starters, lovely: I pick one by one, all veg:
The meat balls, the chick’s leg and thigh,
The unbarbequed steak of flesh with a button
And finally the whole undulating mermaid of a fish.
Unlike starters, the main course available here,
To the contrary, is just two in which I chose one.

For the Blazing blazons of starters
And panegyry of main course
You were the reason ofcourse.
Slowly I rejoice every morsel
Filling, burping, filling, burping
Water, now and then to lube.
I eat for body and eat for soul.
Nutrition to body, satisfaction to soul.
I eat body and I eat soul.
Your literal body and your unmatchably tasty soul.
The food, I am the food to you for
My starvation quenches your hunger.
The food, you are the food to me
To keep the libido running for pages.

Does even the immortal ink drains to crack?
Cause I’m deserted before the desserts
And no more buffet here after!
I wrote buffet out of passion.
Now out of hunger, Out of passion.