Author Archives: montecyril

Having a friend is like winning trophies  A reassuring chat like cake and coffees  The guide of hope on the very front page  of character; words with deeds marriage  Where there is moisture the earth bursts  And harvests rear up from care’s thrusts  A cool wind comes in when windows are unlatched  The fledglings arriveContinue reading “Friendship: A poem “

A drunk aboriginal trembling on the street  The noise from his heart vents his spleen  Stolen years obscured at his hobbling feet  Futility rasps his grasp in the summer heat  What is his nightmare? What history to share?  A ghetto reflected in his sunless stare  In the swamp of his mind-wracking pain  of living inContinue reading “A drunk aboriginal on the street: A poem “

A puff of smoke, bad for the lungs  A cough, a wheeze, coated tongue  A harsh breath, trembling thumbs  A little moment of life gone numb  But the calm blank for the nerve  does the rush of nicotine serve  From the time-grown stalactites of the mind  can worry’s refugee hastily unwind?  The tide of lifeContinue reading “A cigarette: A poem “

Travelled the winding, tortuous roads, resentful of beaten paths  Forests of dreams gone past, the cities have broken carts  The meadows and fields are rife with promises stuck in their guts  The world of yonder darkens in the horizon of ifs and buts  Problems can be broken down, but solutions are hard to come by Continue reading “Toxins in the soil: A poem “

On the haloed cow-dunged floor, dear mother and father  To your sweet voices, from the frolic, siblings we gather  like coloured shells crowding serendipity’s beach  Melodies encapsulated in a warmth-blessed home to reach  And the trees pregnant with happiness and mangoes  The platefuls of home-cooked delectables, and rusty doors  failing to shut out the sands ofContinue reading “Memories of the sun: A poem “

The stars silently selflessly burn  for us, so does the nurturing sun  Who can say what is worthy when done?  The seeming loser may have eventually won  A proud albatross can soar and fly  in the sky ever so high  But in the humble, nondescript pen  the low-flying hen protects her chicken  A life isContinue reading “Your sacrifices, O mother: A poem “

You ask me: who do I love?  And spring blossoms in my bosom like a soaring dove  My flowers never go grey under any cloud  Even if they are unceremoniously plucked out  and left to die in vazes throughout   You ask me: what do I want?  And all my desires come crowding to haunt Continue reading “Who do l Iove?: A poem “

In the summer heat, when water turns to vapour  And the angels spring forth from the streets swirling dust  entwining my arms in camaraderie, shining my body’s rust  And their lyrics flood my mind’s imaginary fertile paper  I can talk to the stars in daylight, even night is bright  In the ravines of solitude, theContinue reading “Spiritual exchange; and there is no worry: A poem “

In the chapel’s gold, blue and white  where bells ring and angels alight  How fervent prayer does not bring  calm that is as expensive as bling  The yellow petals of illusions in the sun  Waking, baking like insolent dogs on the run  Hungering like a bunyan shouting through hanging roots  Its soul seeking out allContinue reading “Restlessly seeking out innocence: A poem “

I hear the lyric of the oceans  Yet, it’s only the waves gushing in my ears  And we’ve had a shared history for hundreds of years  We’ve now become a busy metropolis  where we can get what we want  And the tourists keep coming  fascinated by our hybrid culture and the beaches  We live inContinue reading “Goa: A poem “