Avik Derentz - THE ROAD BACK HOME

How to live -- how,

Under alien skies…

Where sorrow feeds on sorrow?

How not to think of demise

With this dread of tomorrow,

When my soul’s songs, likewise,

Start to sound hollow…?

How I long to see

Springtime bloom once more,

Find the path to dreams, bright and free…

To fill my soul, drench and restore

My heart with sunshine and be

Able to breathe once more

The warm aroma of my native soil…

My inspiration

Oversees my words’ pace,

As the soul guides heart’s evolution,

Arranging space

For eternal life’s elation…

As I, now seek the road back to the place

That I call my sole space

In all creation…

Avik Derentz

Translated by Tatul Sonentz

Avik Derentz - MY TENDER, TINY BIRD

You flew away

My sweet swallow,

Towards distant, dreary, disconsolate skies,

Before seeing the golden autumn,

You left with the heartless pain

Of the nestless swain

In your heart…

Someday, in May, yearning

May bring you back,

With the memory of an old place,

To find your nest,

Warm, enticing,

To feel many a dawn’s embrace…

The living sun

May smile again,

You may imbibe the cool of life’s fountain,

The moon may unveil

Its kiss of love, and

The white faces of stars may drop their own veil…

And you may soar

Fulfilled and free,

Basking -- at home -- in your dreams’ glow,

My sweet swallow,

My tender, tiny bird,

Nestless no more, never in sorrow…

Avik Derentz

Translated by Tatul Sonentz

Avik Derentz - LET DECENCY SOAR ...

For a mere moment, I glance at people, 

To see mercy in their eyes,

I want to see the light

Simply arise,

So that with no blood, no evil,

Darkness dissolves in peoples’ hearts.

Alas! I witness

The birth of darkness,

The alarmed retreat of light…

With soundless sadness

My gaze takes flight

Where wailing and clouds burden the night.

I witness how,

With inhuman rage,

The ramparts of hope are razed…

Somber wraths are born

So base, so low,

Crossing all bounds of things depraved.

For a mere moment, I wish

To see the world shaken,

The sea of conscience in a storm…

With the might and wisdom

Of the Almighty

I wish to see

Vile iniquity kneel

In front of soaring decency!

Avik Derentz

Translated by Tatul Sonentz