nooshin azadi has graciously given me the following poem to post as a follow-up to my last piece Unrest for the wearied.
hangry
by nooshin azadi
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something's lost
in me
in you
in them
in us
i don't know what it is
do you?
something's stolen
from me
from you
from them
from us
i don't know what it is
do you?
something's missing
something's gone
something's taken
an empty space
an empty feeling
an empty force
is eating our soul
i don't know what it is
do you?
i feel empty
i feel hungry
something's lost
in me
something's missing
in me
something's taken
from me
i want it back
i want it back
i want it back
do you hear me?
do
you
hear
me?
i'm hungry
you know how it feels
don't you?
.
1 comment:
nooshin
I am confident that you and your soul mate will find countless hours to fill in your combined empty slots.
I also hope you get back what has been taken from you.Theft is rampant these days and unfortunately there is only ever a slim hope of recovery.
I look forward to reading your your combined book with Francis.I have not done so yet; being a greedy capitalist I'm too mean to part with such a small amount of money.
Francis is lucky to have such a
passionate coherent complement in his poetic life. May your association be a very long one.
Ramesh
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