ihath

ihath going on a vacation
bc wilderness
seeking salvation

no access to internet
world news vacuum
savagery at its best

achey breaky heart
writer's blues
hatha sar film hindi

mr. h. demands a translation
north american curse
instant gratification

he wants to understand
matters of the heart
with his head

do not worry, do not fret
this story
not finished yet

few more bits to tell
the rest
is harder to put to the test

I am not cnn
I am not aljazeera
I am ihath
thirty something woman

you wanted a peek
my life
with the middle east

why should I love a land that want to kill me?
in my childhood innocence
no choice, not even a maybe

you my friend have an alternative
turn around
before it is too late

once you stare into this
heart of darkness
forever haunted
genuine madness

the middle east
a charming seductress
bound to betray

some matters
are not meant
to be experienced virtually

I will sit under a tree
stare into the void
and contemplate infinity

I will find me a rock
near a river
watch water towards me flock

in my absence
please be genteel
keep the comments PG13

There is a way between voice and presence where information flows. In disciplined silence it opens. With wandering talk it closes. .... Rumi