War love death Poems
war
by Shamila Ladak
mothers and sons, fathers and sons,
brothers and sisters, all striving to find peace within zeros and ones.
rarely do I find myself in this abysmal situation
rarely do I wish to find myself in one
the wrinkles on my father’s olive skin concealed by the midnight sun
the warmth in my mother’s pearl grey globes intact with her remedies
the mind ordaining me to manifest my jingoism
the heart altercating my mind with every beat.
my fragile shrunken body,
......
war
by Shamila Ladak
mothers and sons, fathers and sons,
brothers and sisters, all striving to find peace within zeros and ones.
rarely do I find myself in this abysmal situation
rarely do I wish to find myself in one
the wrinkles on my father’s olive skin concealed by the midnight sun
the warmth in my mother’s pearl grey globes intact with her remedies
the mind ordaining me to manifest my jingoism
the heart altercating my mind with every beat.
my fragile shrunken body,
......
