Submissions by Maldivian poets for our poetry segment
I am terrified of death.
Deaths that don’t induce a funeral,
Deaths that aren’t buried in a coffin
Or marked with a tombstone.//
Our love died,
Billions of people alive and no one else
Shed a tear about it
Except for the two of us.//
A thousand dreams and hopes die.
Yet, walking through a graveyard everyday,
And I don’t see a mere trace of them.
[My name translates to; a visitor]
My mind rushes with furious questions,
If I visit the world of eternity,
Will my words even make up a single sentence of this history.
- Lines by Lai