In the Airplane

In the airplane, I will hug the air
I will fly with full strength
and confidence
I will stretch my arms..
From above, I will see everything
I will control everything
so it won’t be lost from me
I have grabbed the steering wheel firmly
I will fly
I will hide

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I am a Clown

My eyes are sore
Blood has confined in my cheeks
I can stretch my arms and legs
My joints are from rubber
I am a clown
Hanged in the market
Continuous pain has rendered me to nothing
Like the wind scratching off the rock
Tell me what to say or
Where to look
Break my chains
And set me free before dawn comes
Tomorrow will be sad and gloomy again

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They cooperated in killing me

They cooperated in killing me
They cut me into pieces
But, I killed something in them
Without planning
My splinters scattered into them and
They were unable to bear it and we gave up.
They killed me…
Consequently,
Part of them will die
The part that thy sole from me
And when they unite together
I will come back to life
Between them
Without an appointment.

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Forming myself again

I fear death
I fear I will not be buried
I fear world will start when I die
Quarrels and arguments will start
I fear that burying me will become a problem
I will be left and everybody will see me
I fear shame
I fear I will be seen naked and
Be abused
I fear they will not respect me
Yellow color of death in painted on my face
Scandalizing me and filling me with pain
They will make fun of me
They will make fun of my defeat
I fear I kill be lost after I die
I fear to live without a grave, without a shelter
Without those who love me
I fear I will not deteriorate
I fear I will not turn into a skeleton
So I become like others
I fear my grave will be without a tombstone
Without an address
I fear that the other dead will reject me
And stay away from me and unite against me
Then, I have to start from the beginning
But, how can I do that!
My bones will be scattered without a grave
I am going to look for my parts and form myself again.

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