Diaspora
In crowded places
Alone and solitary;
In clustered spaces
A touch of melancholy.
Sad diaspora mulls
Coming and going so lonely;
Here empty feels dull
A certain listless company.
Far away right here
In a geography of plenty;
Lack traps me my dear
Pokes deep pain that hurts anxiety.
If only now I
Can re-jig my sad sad story;
Catch a glimpse of highs
Sans diaspora across the sea.
If I can touch you
Old friends and family again;
Return void past due
Feel old melody's sweet refrains.
Leon Enriquez
01 September 2017
Singapore
Copyright © Leon Enriquez | Year Posted 2017
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