Political correctness: A poem 

It is not wrong to have convictions with compassion  That is each and every individual’s right of ration  Great men are made by the dignity of conviction  Strong ideology and philosophy lead to phenomenal invention  Those who justify political correctness only vindicate  their own tepid hypocrisy and reserve the right to opinionate  It is theContinue reading “Political correctness: A poem “

Poem for the helpless nowhere man 

Darkness again, your spirit hits the turf  where a street side lamp turns your face  to a purple ghost  And you wallow in your pseudo-intellectual  mumbo-jumbo. The last rumination burns  your alcoholed throat  You eye a shopwindow banishing materialism  Yet you cherish your two-layered Costa Rican timepiece  Somewhere in your heart you’re clutching at littleContinue reading “Poem for the helpless nowhere man “

Just for laughs: Forgetfulness can shock one off one’s pants 

There’s many a pickle that can tickle coming from the muddlehead. But the chronically absent-minded professor would hardly be amused at discovering that he just about delivered his lecture to the wrong class of students. Forgetfulness can besiege even the sharpest sharks at times, but it is the agony of some who suffer it perennially. Continue reading “Just for laughs: Forgetfulness can shock one off one’s pants “

Mother: An Ode —

At times I think of love’s poignant embrace Lasting memories of your quick-witted grace Endearing are the whispers of your priceless homespun wisdom That revisit me in times of utter humdrum You taught us about love’s selfless expanse About morals, integrity, dignity, faith and substance The rill of your exemplariness stretched every distance into the […]Continue reading “Mother: An Ode —”

Calling for justice: A poem 

Can we profoundly wish that there be justice and fairness for all?  When those in power have advertently and cruelly abused these at every call  The narrative of justice has been met with hypocrisy since the beginning of time  The powerful clutch at the status quo with impunity and continue in crime  Such integrity-lacking misadventures haveContinue reading “Calling for justice: A poem “

The myopia of the soul: A poem 

Is it judicious to have preoccupying over-sized goals?  To let the frantic ambitions of the body and mind take hold?  When wanting of abundance becomes our sole motive  Forgetting altruism altogether for selfish prerogatives  When wants exceed needs one may have to resort to beggary  Or what is worse, one may have to deign to recklessContinue reading “The myopia of the soul: A poem “