There is a Cold War between our lips With neither of us willing to speak truth to power Days go by one chasing another With a silence filling the gaps where our words should be Both preferring to preserve the truce That keeps the peace and keeps us as willing prisoners Like when we once longed for each other Now longing for one to speak and end the stalemate We are waiting like pacing tigers Neither of us is brave enough to face loneliness We sit wallowing in despair Not today we say silently across battle lines Maybe tomorrow in the sunlight Something will finally break the impasse between us
This weeks experimental poem is a type of poetry from Afghanistan called a Landays. In each couplet the first line is 9 syllables followed by a 13 syllable line.
To learn more about this type of poem click here.
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