I pick out wisdom from life’s fiction and fact And I walked all the way with my guns intact All the distance traversed always points to the start It’s as if all circumstance is arrival even when I depart I am bound to secrets fossilised in me like peridot Ancient scriptures in hieroglyphs that past livesContinue reading “I am expectant of destiny: A poem “
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Deep sea Sweden, I don’t think you stand up for truth and justice
I don’t blame anyone for fearing Prakash
I don’t blame anyone for fearing to stand up for truth and justice. Because Prakash can finish you up by eating you up, if you stand up for truth and justice.
God, it is your promise I depend on: A poem
I feel the flush of impatience, at the dusk coming too soon My hope swings on a trapeze, hanging from the moon And a bitten apple reminds me, of Adam and Eve falling I think that all these many promises were Satan coming calling That I had always shut out motley treasures with disdain’s measure Continue reading “God, it is your promise I depend on: A poem “
Hey machchar Prakash!
A panegyric to James the Just (Yakov): A poem
(I am the reincarnation of James the Just. My beloved Sarah has also reincarnated, and is still very much mine) He was born to be Godly stubborn To know his norm was not time-worn A solid form that didn’t fall to con He didn’t need water, though he was cousin to John He had aContinue reading “A panegyric to James the Just (Yakov): A poem “
Weird things are happening in the sky: A poem
Weird things are happening in the sky I can see it all with my naked eye The watchers are watching, the stars are talking And destiny is all coming a-knocking Weird things are happening in the sky Believe me, I’m not telling you a lie Tomorrow for the truth, and there’s reason why all theContinue reading “Weird things are happening in the sky: A poem “
The spirit unwinds: A poem
In the breeze of the night, the secrets lease their silver cotton clouds bringing in ease imagination is outspoken, though may not be spoken No fetters over weather, worry may be a mere token There’s no moment of blur, no passion to stir no invalid countenance to the spiritual whisper Even in the autumn cold,Continue reading “The spirit unwinds: A poem “
Only the greedy Church grants absolution for money
Is forgiveness a commandment?: A poem
The roadblocks and signs alert the passersby and the drivers take diversions with a sigh Yes, we all have instructions that we must heed It can be agitating, but it is also a need We can all try to squish anxiety with our fingertips But to be caught in life’s traffic jams is no honeyContinue reading “Is forgiveness a commandment?: A poem “