yoonoos peerbocus poems
yoonoos peerbocus(05/08/1941 / Mauritius)
A Hint At What Is Beautiful?
- by yoonoos peerbocus 232
Beautiful is the 'thank you'Wrapped with gratitude,
Offered to peace prone people
Who go out of their way
To nurse shrapnel scalded victims
Amidst napalm drugged air,
Carrying their humanity, quietly
And humbly, in our
Blood stained, greed diseased,
Hate eaten world.
Beautiful is the moment
when sunlit world fades away
And with it mind made mirror
While look inward drawn, sight insight led,
Consciousness expands endlessly.
A Water Melon's Truth
- by yoonoos peerbocus 175
Roving back through wild centuriesAt rust and ripeness time
To land blood wet, martyrs fed,
A water melon still conceives
What alone bears peace-a sweet heart,
Summer's blood, timber scent-
Each slice for life time sweet,
Munch you as you would grapes or kisses.
Her only hope, wish for nothing on earth
Save eternal be her internal love's season,
Akin to sea plain where no autumn comes,
Though all things go, not one lasts.