nice and negotiable
ominous and unstable
joy and jubilance and unjealous
excited and inescapable fate comes to mind
and ancient memory is alright and okay
lonely and loveless like you
over you…emotionally…
useless as wizdumb
sacred and sorrowful
yonder come day! Full of dismay…okay…I pray you are good too some say…someday…
animals help me feel better and heals the regretter
nothing much in mind actually
yes, I choose obedience over rebellion any day
mesmerized and memorized almost everything or almost nothing in particular
oh my word, I almost forgot to forget and remembered to disremember
rage on another page I feel deep down
exit, issues…place your feet in my shoes…think about it…”you’re full of !”
I love you, for it makes me eternal,
I love you, for I like to dance with the symphony of your presence,
I love you, for it makes me disremember the mundanity,
I love you, for the love I bear is selfish,
I love you, for I don't have anyone else....
It's time
but you don't arrive
the tempo has come for rain
and you don't come...
All seasons pass
you don't show yourself in any...
Almost half a century has passed
and you never came back..
I should disremember,
but I don't obliterate you,,,
For a immense love
there is no blow...
The sense is not found in other arms...
It does not feel in another skin,
same taste....!
Lead me to your soul,
and cleave as Siemens in your heart sublime
Take me to the endless flattered bliss of your kindness home,
Of colourful blossom
let me be all there's in the world
i was as withered leaf or broken calabash tossed upon a turbulent black sea
Shall you lead me to your soul, I shall be as morning rose in the dew spring.
kiss away my fears, hug away my silent cold,
Upon the unquenched flare of your heart to warm.
Caress me like the gentle wind upon the shore at eventide the calabash sail anew.
Undeflower my brokenness, I'll be heavens rosy all for you!
Lay me upon your warmest bosom, shall my shattered being mend and my soul as elated dove sing.
In your arms to ferry through unturmiol wind
Sail me through to old age, I'm unruffled in the turbulence of seas whence I'm paddled on your boat of love.
And disremember my past of ridden folly!
Walk me through the path where neither footsteps have thread- to the isle we shall an endless passion sublime.
Lead me to your soul,
to find all my days with you
Shall our soul unsevered cleave,
Till eternity i'm all for you.
You are a memory
I long to escape
But your grip is so tight
Around my wrist, and you see
I have blown out so many candles
And fallen eyelashes
Wishing to forget you
To send your memory
Into oblivion
Like nothing ever happened
Give my old self back to me
Give me a clean slate
So, I can disremember you
And rediscover me
Finally feel real feelings
Finally feel what it's like
To be
Free
We both deserve to forget
That night
I have finally forgiven you
And we both deserve
To feel
Alright
Do you understand me?
Don't forget to say
Never forget to say
"I do"
I remember December
Like no other, remember?
Don't dismay May weather
Whatsoever; that means never
Disremember the curse of error
There's a cure to everyone you injure
These hardships in advance, you will endure
Forever...
Together...
"We do"
Do you truly understand
Free-spirited unity at hand?
So, do you?
Hope you do...
Let us hope you do too
Because, well, we do...
Know the unity you can't undo
We're all in this, all I say is true
Tonight the sky that once
became a blackboard of my
dream gradually loves the dark.
The vast black heaven in the
night of sorrow is the haven of
the twinkling stars.
But their brightness is
diminishing.
They somehow make my heart
happy
For I am made to think that they
give succor to me
They grieve over my reproach.
On this similar hour of the past I
held her hand
As my lips gently touched her
forehead.
On this same time too
I warmly hugged her
And she responded with a sweet
smile at me.
Sweet moments of how I really
loved her are boxed in my
memory.
Someone already owns her,
Like her heart that has
previously forgotten, I will also
disremember our love.
Tonight I see the starry sky,
The sound of waves that crash
onto the shore is forlorn
And the wind of the night has
indisposition.
Enough to feel the final pain she
had given me
And the last love song I offered
to her.
Translated by Bernard F.
Asuncion from Jez Rico Cuenta's
HULING KUNDIMAN
The nearer peace,more savage are the acts
Abhorrent to the atheist in us all.
History, undigested ,splits and cracks
As we whites did evil to the black
With little difference, hate for glory calls.
The nearer peace, the more savage the acts
All of us can disremember facts
Israeli hands have gripped and then appalled.
History, undigested ,splits and cracks
As ,with Bomber Harris, Dresden packed
Burned like grass the refugees to ghouls
The nearer peace, the more savage the acts
We deny the healing we have lacked
For Jesus' Jews we let be killed ,de-souled
History, undigested ,splits and sticks
Palestine’s own Arabs are ill ruled
And in return, explode like stubborn mules
The nearer love, the more the hatred whacks
History., inconceivable, directs
Have you heard that clear melodious sound before
Insistent like someone knocking at your front door
If you could taste it it’s probably sweet like sugar cane
It’s only a bird joyfully singing its Christmas again
Strange but you can sense it in the atmosphere
Even the silence gently saying Christmas is here
Across the land children rehearse Christmas plays
Decorate Christmas trees in many colourful ways
Buying special gifts for families and friends so dear
An exciting pleasant exercise we do it every year
How can we ever this historical day disremember
The true and real meaning of that day in December
Born in a manger in a stable our precious Lord
Peace and joy angelic voices singing in one accord
Wise men sought him brought three gifts and saw
A little baby but Mary’s baby is a baby no more
And that is why with grateful hearts we sing
Joy to the world for Jesus is our coming King
Happy Christmas and goodwill to all out there
Let’s spread this message of hope everywhere
Body
do not break me yet,
my armour is cracked and fading…
Eyes
do not blind me now,
I have too much still to witness…
Hands
do not waste away on me yet,
my canvas is parched and needs nourishment…
Feet
do not forget my rhythm now,
I have too much bold passion left to emancipate…
Mouth,
do not go dumb on me yet,
my words are few but multiply in the minds of many…
Ears
do not isolate me now,
I have too much to realise and assimilate…
Heart
do not fail me yet,
my battle is far from over and no treaty is in sight…
Soul,
do not abandon me now,
I have too much fire for my phoenix to fly…
Mind
do not disremember me yet,
my sub-conscious has much still to fathom out…
Universe
do not conceal yourself from me now,
I am ready…
Copyright Deon J.H. Burger 2017
Advancing the construct of love
With embryonic sophistication
Will only bemuse the dove
And send her back with agitation….
Through its genial labyrinth, into the trap
Of every distant memory;
For the olive branch will surely snap
When clinging to its reverie.
The bark will fend off the wrath of December,
However, the fruit is not solely for you—
Lest we digress and disremember;
The leaves are there to collect the dew
To nourish itself for all to pursue.
Remember
The voice that woke you up in the morning
Disremember
The arguments that altered into mourning
Consider
The affectionate memories that we cherish the most
Don’t consider
The horrifying hours that we have not spent with each other
Reflect on
The blissful Sabbaths that we’ve kept with the whole family
Don’t reflect on
The unholy conversations that we bring up at the dinner table
But do remember
The joyful dreams that we share with each other!
But do remember
That you are beautiful and you are worthy to find your true love,
My cherished sister
Do you still consider our eccentric, dreamlike characters?
Do you still consider our imaginations soaring like a golden eagle, flying triumphantly?
If I should grow so old that I
Forget my name, beloved faces,
Disremember who I am and
Get lost in familiar places,
Then I would be sad and confused,
I’m sure I would be lonely too;
Yet Lord above, my truest Friend,
I know I’d still remember You.
The saddest person I envision,
Whom ever on this earth has trod,
Must be the one with mind so dulled,
He has forgotten the true God.
When pleasures of this life are through,
Dear God, my God, I’ll still have you.
Won a second in Brian's contest
Like a candleless night
the silence raises its voice
outstretching the hypercorrectness of a moon
standing among the walking trees.
You are at war with yourself, a modicum
of transparency.I disremember the name
of ancient lawbreaking.
My father climbs the tree to reach his home.
I saw him giving signs not to return.
A sack is thrown of mangled truths
to build a cage of screams. And the hazy
morn starts shedding the veil to become
a legend of regrets.
Satish Verma
If I should grow so old that I
Forget my name, beloved faces,
Disremember who I am and
Get lost in familiar places,
Then I would be sad and confused,
I'm sure I would be lonely too,
Yet Lord above, my truest Friend,
I know I'd still remember You.
You, Who've been with me from the start,
From childhood to these aged days,
Would stay with me until life's done.
I'd recognize You through the haze.
The saddest person I envision,
Whom ever on this earth has trod,
Must be the one with mind so dulled,
He has forgotten the true God.
When pleasures of this life are through,
Dear God, my God, I'll still have You.
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