Long Footmarks Poems

There was a man who survived through 
everything against his will while he was alive.

One day this man’s ghost arose, walked out of his grave and followed his footmarks on a rugged trail, hard and...

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When the spirit of a woman 
who was trying to heal her deep-rooted enmities steps forward with her shoulders twitching overwhelmed with grief, her footmarks are filled with the bitterness of life and that’s why...

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The sun peeks his face out from the passing wind 
still chilly and cold, and in this air the tree branches 
stretch their arms to hold the sun as if sails on the deep and...

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We lost our “UMOJA”, the basic concept and core value of our being “We, therefore, I am”, at the time of our history that began some 300 years ago. We didn’t step on the soil...

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It’s so difficult to sustain the life 
in this senseless-tiresome-dry world, 
and that’s why I decided to fool the world to ease my life.

I took my head out of my shoulders and put it on...

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—Brahma eva idam visvam(1)— 

A life neither has beginning because beginning is Brahma
or end because end is Brahma, it rides on a wagon named Karma(2)
and goes as a wheel whirls.

I came to this very spot...

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The most sorrowful and gruesome story ever told
begins with the man who crossed the waters and heights
carrying thirty and some unquenchable suns on his head,
the man who walked in the rain and wind with thirty...

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Weary and lonesome
I wandered around to search for my Lord.
I was, however, unable to find the Lord
neither amongst mannequins in the busiest pedestrian traffic,
nor the amidst of majestic cathedral surrounded by the windows 
with sacred...

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I have watched winds fade away, her foot marks in the sand
Watched, as the sight of her got swallowed in a distance
Her last words still echo like a loud whisper in my mind
Last words whose...

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the hill many people passed over
the hill, like a one, not too high or rough 
extended from the backyard of a hometown, 
the hill that is smoother and easier than a half moon

nevertheless, the people...

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For I grew weary of my life I went as drifting water,
and flowed only to the lower land to see the world open to the main, however, since drifting water is no one but my...

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one day, while i was walking along the way as usual,
a strange thought suddenly occurred to me, i stopped 
and turned back instinctively 

“don’t stop, keep going your way
because the truth of the matter is...

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a blossom of a roadside cosmos seems rather sad because colorless,
raises the eyes to find the tomorrow at the moment when wind stops 
and roams, through the rifts the wind cunningly manipulates,
to look back the...

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—The Hymn of Angels—

From your eyes, do brush the tears off my daughters,
and go. O my poor daughters who seek the living among the dead, 
go, because your Lord Jesus has risen, just as He...

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Rowing a boat alone, where did he go?  
Just like a floating leaf, in the river named oblivion.

Where did the lonely man go? In the river under the watery 
autumnal sky where the moss...

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Oh, how erred 
the impressions of a life can be ...
we humans, with our lofty views of acumen,
pride ourselves on distinguishing a creature's habits
by merely appraising its footmarks in the sand.

And yet we fail to...

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A barren land is thirsty for rain
Its dry sands can’t yield any grain
The ground printed with bare footmarks
And a soldier boot prints in their tracks

Famine was signalised by a beautiful sign
The innocence of a bright...

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There goes a shadow without substance,
the shadow never has been lived in anyone’s heat  
goes out to the boundless wilderness, and that’s why
the footmarks the shadow leaves behind in the wilderness are
filled full of...

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I wished for a man to be greater than a man,
he became a god doesn’t know the meaning of humbleness,
but is self righteous;
from the sky he flows as a cloud of arrogance
rain pours with no...

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Here am I, all about me flick from 
flabby mouth, from day, dusk till 
dawn

 Incredible! Humans' heart being 
mould with red mud while I from 
concrete

 Alas, tenderness of living I 
tightly secrete

Obverse of...

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—The autumn leaves—

Although there is no paradise
nor a place where he is welcomed
the waned vagabond has to leave when autumn is at hand.

No way to search for why, and dwells in such a crooked fatality...

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Step
         by
                 step
        ...

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Love , a curse in our stars , blessing in disguise ,
Like a blind man’s lamp guides till our doom .
It isn’t a nine day wonder that time despise ,
But , pulls the strings of...

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“Before I know it, oh, I am here already!”
Foolishly, I looked back.
Eurydice was, as if whirled through a funnel, 
drawing back to the pit below, though
my heart’s keen desire is to hold her in my...

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Sometimes I will meet myself
in an unlikely spot
to tie the loose ends of fugitive life.
Run, run I used to tell
my blisters,
you are caught in a bushfire.

I will say, take hold of the moon
and start wiping...

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