It’s hard to think that I’m here again
This lonely place in the world non-existing
Biding my time for the next conundrum
Carrying old news of nothing aplenty
So lost and deceived had been my life
The name so gold now festers in mirth
And the sunset pour is making it worse
Till comes a time I know me no more…
So vagrant am I within this rain
Homeward bound to places no more
Feeling of joy for things I found false
And yet this weak heart still begs me to go on
And as the dormant streetlights now be lit
I feel no more the pain of this walk
And brightly I see the faces around me
Yet none could know, or knew of my fate
So may there be a never goodbye
For this red soul of poetic injustice
From each his step from here till forever
From each his tears for a better tomorrow…
SAIF MINTAKA
KL
2004
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