Can I recall Plath, Sexton, Hemmingway… when their beautiful words could not take away their feeling of utter misplacement in existence, anachronism, grief? Are we to believe that eventuality should be susceptible to sorrow and disillusionment? Or do we believe that only winter (destined cause) should take down the leaf, even of Les Miserables? Not just Plath, Sexton, Hemmingway… So many creative but unrenowned poets have fallen byContinue reading “Gracias a la vida!: A poem “
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Inspite of the thorns, I sense the rosebush of paradise!: A poem
You can tell that life is not much of a bliss, not much a rose’s kiss When the paths taken only taper and smoulder On a crestfallen shoulder, grief gets colder, bolder; as one grows older! You can tell that joy and happiness are so few like summer’s dew, like a graveyard yew; they hardly fit Cinderella’s feet like neatContinue reading “Inspite of the thorns, I sense the rosebush of paradise!: A poem “
No umbrage in the depths (in childhood)!: A poem
I thought I saw lips part, and through the aperture in the earth, I flung the vessel, turning it over like a little disdainful thought. It has no umbrage for me! I walked here through reassuring hot sands in the sun And I asked not for depth, its webby palms outstretched to hold me close, to enrapture me for a lifetime. ShouldContinue reading “No umbrage in the depths (in childhood)!: A poem “
My ancestors may be from the tribe of Benjamin; but we are certainly not from the tribe of Benjamin Netanyahu!
I just want to go! I’m disgusted with everybody’s selfishness to me! None of you are worthy of my sacrifice! I just want to go! I’m fucking dsigusted!
Hey, Prakash Saint Paul, who gave you the permission to impose your dirty machinations and manipulations on everybody else?! I certainly didn’t! It is you who are the Piscean deep sea at the edge of the Solar System, not my Phunnu! Don’t subject my Phunnu (Gemini) to your evil, you selfish creep! You only think about your selFISH self and nobody else! You selfish creep, it is you who wants the rewards of all my travails and tribulations, not me! I never asked for anything in return for the immense sacrifices I undertook! Because of you, I have to face the hateful prospect of devolving between the morphing hijacking evil of you and Albanese, with no recourse to anything else. And lose everything I aspire for to the evil of the two of you!!!!
O Leonidas, you are a mythic hero; the Xerxeses have the world, when it is damned!: A poem
O Leonidas! There is love for convictions; there is the dignity of freedom to uphold There is a pride in immense sacrifice. To be a fortress of faith even if your ramparts are fallen in fate! The deep-sea Xerxes would have, of course, no guilt to take your men. Death is better than being swallowed by evil. Brave Leonidas(!), you did certainly know that truth, on the passage of Continue reading “O Leonidas, you are a mythic hero; the Xerxeses have the world, when it is damned!: A poem “
Even seeming immobility is a travel!: A poem
What is a journey? What is travel? A dust of time? A measure of distance? Is it a mere amble of daily routine? Or the great breakthroughs of explorers! See the greatest of explorers! Marco Polo making the Silk Route his familiarity! How did he bring the Orient of the Far East across the Orient of Asia Minor into Europe; impressing the amazedContinue reading “Even seeming immobility is a travel!: A poem “
God knows whom to save!: A poem
My love is not an icicle, not a snowflake, not trapezing for cover in a snowstorm! But honey dew wherever it belongs in the cover of cherished ones. I have a typical answer to all your questions, if you seek my veracity in AI-generated inquisitions: My Mother Maria told me: “Let it be”, words of wisdom, even if she didn’t prefer complacence! I am just looking forContinue reading “God knows whom to save!: A poem “
Don’t you all pretend you are blind to truth and justice!!!!: A poem
I wouldn’t reach out to the aquamarine moondust For it has blood and a dagger behind its back Would I then settle for the rubicund of the middle sun Or for the citrine of its descending evening glow? Or the mellow yellow sapphire of its morning light? How should I know if the stars areContinue reading “Don’t you all pretend you are blind to truth and justice!!!!: A poem”
