Author Archives: montecyril

Sweet nectar on her lips  She sways her lissome hips  How one’s heart rips  Tremble one’s fingertips  A dragon breathes its fire  Through a fairy of desire  One melts at the windfall  The fruit of the serpent’s call  Lightning blazes with thunder’s shout  Dazzled conscience has no clout  Then one is up and about  MoralContinue reading “Temptation: A poem  “

When civilisation began to speak  the first ideas were communicated  And the dust of ignorance settled  into beds of understanding  God’s children began constructing  the first towers of language  So each step took them higher  on the roads to union. And the sky  that shone with its numerous suns  became a universal map to beContinue reading “Babel: A poem “

Roused from sleep and suddenly mother’s shaking voice  had unfurled a nightmare blowing at the windows  rattling like a child’s toy, the screams of the panicked  plagued our ears. Our fears billowing larger than the fire  that spat at us through charred bits of sawed planks.  Asbestos flew like shrapnel in the coke-tanged air  mutingContinue reading “A fire in childhood: A poem “

Picture the devil standing tall  When we crashed out of Eden’s wall  What was forsaken for a sweet fruit’s morsel  To gain a life in a cyclical hell  If we are ailing, we seek a cure  But do we medicate to become pure?  Why do angels have their wings clipped  And beasts have honey onContinue reading “Neon and pure light: A poem”

The saline night grew like a wet beast  With the coat of sea drawn back like  a retreating battalion, its numerous opaque   eyes frothing each crest like Halloween  spirits rampaging the ink-blue darkness  of a summer dusk. The spiky common gorses  race-dodging fugitives to the sirens of   the weak waves that splatter their signalsContinue reading “Begging: A poem “

Dawn crackles into the fisher-folk’s ware  of nets, rough wooden boats, the chain  of humanity drawing into the wells of mother ocean  creeping with mastery into her bounty.  The tide drives up the spray straight  into tourists’ faces. They delight at the freshness  of salt inklets jetting out of the foamy blue tide  then drying upContinue reading “Beaches: A poem “

The fever is cured  But I’m not healed  To feel impure   Is the devil’s deal  The act of cleansing   Is superficially thin  No amount of rinsing  Washes off a sin  The call of duty was a fire  But my own will began to tire  I have nails on my limbs  From shattering manyContinue reading “A fever: A poem “

The tide of love that does swell  Like an ocean out of a well  The lonely have a mighty crutch  Sunlight from a soothing touch  A sky of stardust on a floor  The first face that greets the door  They are not just a means to an end  A little care reaps rich dividends  UnconditionalContinue reading “To all ye pooches: A poem “

A fire in my apartment block  Left me as white-faced as chalk  Outside, I braved the cold and rainy night  The dark but febrile sky was alight  The sirens of fire-brigades the acrid air smote  I had nothing on me but my clothes  Restless and sleepless, I walked the street  The assurances of cops wereContinue reading “A fire: A poem “

This time to touch the flower  Its pink petals going lilac in the sun  The water sprinkler wets the ground  Its pitter-patter mock-rain  reminds the earth of happier days.  Time should have wizened us  like grey sapless twigs combustioned  by heat-waves aping dancing fairies.  And the child’s vision turning over  wisdom like a vessel atContinue reading “Stop: A poem “