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 May 2015 Keith Lumapas
niamh
I brought the matches
And you lit the touch paper.
The flames consumed us.
First attempt at a haiku
Any joke canst bring his pen to write uninhabitable writing's,

Yet, canst thou bring those barren slandering's to action?
Oh poet...
It was not a pleasant day, I’ll agree to that
When another nightmare woke me up from sleep.
I looked around to see where I was
I was not sure if it was real or another dream.

I picked up my phone and walked outside.
And what I saw, I couldn’t believe my eyes.
I saw everyone lying; injured or dead .
God! It was a horrible sight to witness.

A thick red air was what I was breathing.
I looked around to find traces of reality.
“It’s another nightmare.” I kept telling myself.
As I tried to find a way to wake up again.

An old woman stared me as if I was the culprit.
I felt so guilty that I wanted to escape.
But there was no way so I climbed up to the roof.
I thought, “That’s how I’ll know the truth.”

I woke up again but in a hospital this time
With a pain so intense, I thought I was dying.
“What is wrong with her?” someone asked the doctor.
“Poor little girl, she has lost her mind.”
 May 2015 Keith Lumapas
Justine
Fire
 May 2015 Keith Lumapas
Justine
If I could light the sky
In the darkest hours
only
To make you smile
I'd pluck a match and throw it high

Black consumed by orange for the world to see

No one else can divert my affection
I only see the flames dance across your deep ocean eyes
Love is too weak of a word to describe

The beauty of it all
Releases the ache in your soul

Equilibrium has been accomplished within the cleanse of our burnt existence
 May 2015 Keith Lumapas
Sky
Torn
 May 2015 Keith Lumapas
Sky
I want to live
and
I want to die.

I want to scream
and
I want to cry.

I want to bleed
and
I want to heal.

I want to be numb
and
I want to feel.
my big feelings for you I have left all over town
hidden in the books
of famous public libraries
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