Deja vu

As yesterday begot
a moment from today
Should today begat
a moment from yesterday
Surely then
a moment mirrored
is that sly cat deja vu

By Aquila Tokanini Junior

Writing on the wall

There you go again - out the door
Leaving me back here
To try and figure it all out
How to try and put it all back together

Just this morning I looked into your eyes
When you woke from your sleep
And my Goodness!
I felt so blessed just to have
woken up to someone as beautiful as you
I swear Heaven lit up it's brightest
the day you were born
You are the vision that I walk to everyday

But today
You walked out the door
And left me here
The writing is on the wall
There's nothing more you need to say.

By Naughty9
 

Power of love
Dear Hue:
"We hanged a native
The other day and he died
A very brave death

Feelings of
anger,
fear ,
hate,
remorse
Subsides as love takes over
Love;
mends the broken,
softens the hardened,
eases the pain,
and makes whole
Wow!
The power of love

By Alice Thomas
 

Colors

Three thousand years ago
The Sphinx once quizzed:
What's black, white and read all over?
I get tired easily reading crap in the dailies
Of motley Moti
super consultants
And mischievous grand chiefs.

So I got intoxicated with a dark liquid in a clear glass
And sped on when the red light slowed down.
I'm about to see colorful stars, I sensed.
To be delivered by the boys in blue.
So I produced a red note.
It sent them looking for the brown bottle.

The young black man
Of supple physique
The desire of many a lonely white female colonialist
Him and his kind
On the squalid Waigani street
All day long.
Street philosophizing

In his thirst for Niugini Gold,
He met the Papuan Black.
A colorful ending to a colorless existence.
It happened somewhere
in the arid Waigani savannah, they said.

By B. David Kombako
 

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