Is love a mere thought? Where do you feel it? Where is it fraught? Is there a creation in blood and genes? Is it more than a quantitude of imagination breaking all seams? We may be vulnerable to fancy, fetish and infatuation And there is a craving beyond imagination But have you discerned between companion and soulmate? Would you just be resigned to aContinue reading “Is love a mere thought?: A poem “
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Am I in a box of quantum strangeness?: A poem
Am I in a box of quantum of strangeness? The Supreme knows his microcosmic fix The largest of us may amass the least There are countless possibilities that make the tiniest’s feast And the Supreme steps out to make destiny There is a brink of destruction and there is an expanding corporeal seam God is a superposition like an impossiblyContinue reading “Am I in a box of quantum strangeness?: A poem “
My Phoenix, my trump of love: A poem
The years may have taken a few things apart but not the soul of love and the heart There is no precipice in that belief but an expanse that its truth beckons every time that this love is remembered Spirit knows how it can be reinvigorated I can hear a pitter patter of paws running all overContinue reading “My Phoenix, my trump of love: A poem “
O Mother, O Dad, I assure you, eternity has a design: A poem
I had to orbit you and you had to orbit me Providence couldn’t have it any other way over all those lifetimes of endearing truths. I can break into a million bits thinking how the snapping of a thread can fit? Yet, we may think ambiguity and doubt but the fountain resources itself There are strings thatContinue reading “O Mother, O Dad, I assure you, eternity has a design: A poem “
The puppet tugging at destiny: A poem
I woke up amid the strings of the universe and felt like a puppet. How should I never take a bow between two ends? And feel the means is God wedded to a cause because He is universal subordination and vulnerability And my legs stretched and my arms did too and I spun and pirouetted much more thanContinue reading “The puppet tugging at destiny: A poem “
A little wish for a big change: A poem
I have walked so far into the desert that I have known only suffering and aloneness having to fend for myself against much cruelty without recourse to anything or anyone What did I distance myself from that every tread of mine was hijacked by evil trying to lead against the skewed beliefs of the civilised world who couldn’t free themselves ofContinue reading “A little wish for a big change: A poem “
My street has no name, but cobblestones of fame: A poem
I have kept my talents in the attic of existence would their revival now, take them out of obscurity I can see a little of them stranded on the window seat of a blogsite Sometimes, a little wistful smile from seeing them in black and white I know I can say I am a streetContinue reading “My street has no name, but cobblestones of fame: A poem “
My cave’s walls have hand imprints: A poem
You can’t blame me for being self-obsessed as I have been compelled to live within myself My window only opens inward Even my universe-large love and loyalty are only a little shrouded cocoon never wanting to be exposed never wanting to manifest in chrysalis You can see, evil reads my mind it wants the innards of my truth madeContinue reading “My cave’s walls have hand imprints: A poem “
Magic is sublimity, not victory: A poem
If you have strength of belief, faith always comes full circle knowing that it never lost its way And you are the three-legged triskelion rotating the wheel of eternity But this sprint of sustenance makes the circumference, like the centre non-dimensional, not three-dimensional Even though, I am parted like an arena facing myself as my own rivalContinue reading “Magic is sublimity, not victory: A poem “
What would you, please…?: A poem
I can tell you that there can be darkness in a hallway with all the lights on That you can feel ever so confident of your step, and still be blind That the universe of your aspirations only displays your utter poverty That you may have been a veteran thespian but still never have actedContinue reading “What would you, please…?: A poem “