Sunday, October 7, 2007

ghazal (fragment)

(draft / fragment)

Tomorrow I leave my home   but where is my home?
one morning it's hope   one eve   despair is my home

we travel because   our hearts   are scattered in bits
both railroad track and   the city's glare   is my home

the people in houses have settled   their lives are firm
I flew from the nest and now   a snare is my home!

I've lived in apartments & basements   houses & huts
seen not   the manse of a millionaire   as my home

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