hand-some heals some kills <br /> <br />golden mirror from seoul korea <br />beauty of seoul korea is here in India through the winds <br />through your mind through my mind <br />in kimono so kind <br />shinto to her ancestoral artistry <br /> <br />a numbened geisha plays on her harp <br />enlivening us <br /> <br />I looked through the golden mirror <br />The golden life of others’ lives <br /> <br />My numbened face <br />guillotined <br />glows beneath <br />Scars and scares from some hands that has hatred <br />Sabbath from hand in some that heals <br /> <br />Like the fractured fantasy of frustrated [this] generation <br />Benign being of a womanness <br />Forlorn <br />For namesake <br />I shall love on <br /> <br />Human relations fornicates <br />And creates noisy quarrels <br />Humanistic holocaust <br />Hara-kiri <br />Halal <br />Diabolic deeds <br /> <br />Fools <br /> <br />Hand some that heals <br />Hand some that kills <br /> <br />Hand shaking for friendship handicapped <br />Out of hand <br /> <br />We need now is handful of peace <br /> <br />I hallucinates over halcyon times <br />Filtering out the filths <br /> <br />Fragments of me flowers elsewhere <br />Rhapsodized soul resurrects <br />For these sabbatical days <br /> <br />Screen displaying moving images <br /> [a potter cut out a beautiful earthen pot from the mud, <br /> and then he smiles] <br />a posthumous play <br /> <br /> [venom in the voice-like two world wars men fought <br /> two women fights I said try this- silence] <br />mouth-shut <br />only sensibilities of semiotic learnings <br /> <br />wounds of the wars are healing <br /> <br />Savoir faire <br /> <br />I am ready for my sacred writings…in this sculpted seclusion<br /><br />lovita j r morang<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hand-some-heals-some-kills/
