Author Archives: montecyril

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 “

The earth’s fecund brown breast  knows best, that every little forest  with its multitude of tongues  is its effervescent lung  Mighty is a little trivial  when it stokes a revival  The gunshot of a flame  sets off a thrilling game  The bare miniscule of a moment  that bears an encouraging compliment  makes a jet rocket ofContinue reading “A smile a day: A poem “

We can tell  only too well  a bud from a bloom  later than soon  We know  that dawn’s glow  is the first strike  of cheering sunlight  We can understand  time’s ceaseless hand  that it brings age  like a poor man’s wage  But do we sigh  before we hear a lie  Do we know at theContinue reading “We can tell…And we can’t: A poem “

I see it on the floor, the walls, the ceiling  And in the skies and earth, this heart’s feeling  It comes to me like tribes from ancient lands  In amulets of thoughts, like the moon in silent words  My planet is ageless from time’s whispers whistling through  A melting moment of sunset, a heartbeat atContinue reading “In your valley: A poem “

I can remember your blue and white asters on the altar  And the plaster on the walls of the little home, falling apart  And being replastered again, like a reminder  of your perseverance in knitting together  a family. Solidarity and solidity are squares  of a fortress, strong and standing, despite the cracks  of children growingContinue reading “To a magnanimous Dad: A poem “

On the day the clock doesn’t tick  On the day when I am sick  When the breakfast plate does my belly rip  bringing nausea like a whip  When skin is itchy from the cold  When energy is rare like forbidden gold  I sit and unravel the threads  of the crossword of the life that IContinue reading “Smiling despite all: A poem “

Simply a day  without a way  A little poem  like an anthem  With the mirror  to talk without horror  The unbroken charm  of an unrushed arm  Day’s lazy droplets  without any frets  is as good as it gets  till the sun sets  And another day  just like this  tomorrow also stay  is my wish