LET’S SAIL THE SEAS

1
Among those memories
few bitter, few sweet
all buried in
romantic pages of life;
chronicles in sunrise,
sunset, winter,
summer, autumn, spring
this beloved day
still summons us
from peaceful dawns
with silent drumming.
Let’s sail this seas
with dream cargoes
kisses of ages
diaries of orgasmic nights
yet to come,
this beloved day
did make a vow
like the fearless knight
of Camelot
‘I shall not die
until you two
take a gentle walk
to heaven
like Romeo and Juliet’

2
This day shall come forth
perhaps with songs
for sinners
or songs for saints.
Do not bury
the casket of
our despised moment
soon!
they are bench
of memories
we sat on.
just like petals
they will fall
and fade to gray.
Do not bury
the casket of
our despised moments
soon! because
just as a vase
is empty
without flowers
so are our memories
empty without
potholes and patches.
But as time heals
we shall reincarnate
like new born babies
under Eden shade
and listen to the rhythms
of sainthood

3
Do not fear
the brutality
of this storm
or its blazing sword
We are wind
on the face
of the earth
so,
we shall both sail
to different corners
of this world
with one canoe
I say to you now
Do not reminisce
about the past
when the present
is so much thirsty.

4
This day
on this moment
let’s patch ports
of our heart, eaten
by the drought of laughter.
This day
on this moment
let’s make your womb
the poetry to be read
by troops
in my semen.
This day
on this moment
let us be the palette
that dabs the world.
This day
on this moment
let’s sing a song
for the living
and for the
weary heart.
This day
on this moment
let’s sail this seas
on a shooting star
to heaven.
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Poems: Peter Kwange
Image: U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service Northeast Region