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Mother, you sense of duty is part of my inheritance!: A poem 

Mother, if you had a choice, what name   would you give me at birth? What would it be?  While you told me how I got my name: Monte –  from Mary of the Mount; you never told me  who decided on it – you or Dad or the priest  that christened me. I was born on the 8th of  September;Continue reading “Mother, you sense of duty is part of my inheritance!: A poem “

O Bombay, would I despise you or love you?!: A poem 

I thought, I thought of never going back  to those silhouettes of chimneyed polluted air  And skyscrapers that ate up the mangroves  and streets going somewhere, only to block the drainage  with so much garbage that there is a perennial  deluge when it rains. I am trapped in the sphere  above a metropolis of 25 million, almost the  demographic sizeContinue reading “O Bombay, would I despise you or love you?!: A poem “

Tired of the crazy rock and roll, in an optionless reality?!?: A poem 

(Who wants to steal my life when I want to live a little?)  You know one can be made to feel  so alien, that one becomes a stranger  to oneself. Call it peer pressure, that one  handled so well all along(!); until an imposing  system got one’s thorax caught in wanton suffocation!  One thought that all the petalsContinue reading “Tired of the crazy rock and roll, in an optionless reality?!?: A poem “

All about natives and foreigners!: A poem 

Tell me, if those that pretended to be virtuous  were actually colliding with justice! Written history’s   sheaves are no crumpled pages, but leathered logs   in libraries of a conspired narrative. Victims being   made villains! You can see, that demons come in   disguise, like attractive gods with their flax hair, blue   eyes and alabaster complexions; that they have swords  behind their scapulas, on ships thatContinue reading “All about natives and foreigners!: A poem “

Heed! It’s getting late in the day for me, but I can get angrier!: A poem 

(I never thought you were a self-seeker Trump, but you can never get my loyalties for your perversities! And I certainly cannot stomach that selfish Anthony Albanese you may adopt for your convenience!)  Do you think my mind has hide and not membrane  that doesn’t bleed when you cut it deep by traumatising me  And my scholastically dutiful heart doesn’t palpitate, even if I amContinue reading “Heed! It’s getting late in the day for me, but I can get angrier!: A poem “

I really think I want to go from this world! Nobody has any respect for my age or for the amount of sacrifice I’ve put in! You selfish lot think only about yourselves and expect me to play to your selfish designs! I have been the epitome of bravery and willpower, even when I had no strength. How much strength can I have at my age, even when I continue to be brave! Fuck off, you all selfish, self-seeking lot. If not me, destiny will make you all pay the price of your selfishness. I’m sure about it!

The dust rose over my eyes…: A poem 

I dreamt last night  that the dust rose over my eyes  right up to the skies  But was there a clarity in the mist?  Did I beat a door with my fists?  I seemed to think the war is over  If I left, would it ever?  Would the trappists remain, now, still  Because there has been too much abduction of my fellow-armies by evil?  I amContinue reading “The dust rose over my eyes…: A poem “