No cracks in the glassware: A poem 

The fetters of circumstance can always be left behind  The absence of truth is ephemeral, justice is divine  It is a potion of eternity, not just momentary wine  The ideals we shared through time were sublime  I can read history’s beginnings in an enigmatic smile  Its anecdotes can’t be recounted in mere one lifetime  WeContinue reading “No cracks in the glassware: A poem “

You make my convictions come true: A poem 

I have a thickly wooded forest of metaphors  to relate to the fact that you are the jockey and the spurs  Though your untruthful puns are like Huns with guns  I am never undone; it’s a game where the fun is yet to come  You may not be an orchard, but still are vindicative by-lanes  that feedContinue reading “You make my convictions come true: A poem “

Destiny chooses David: A poem 

These roses of destiny will outlive all the thorns  For the untiring racehorse an equal foal will be born  Colours that grow beyond the rainbow from pink to grey  speak of the fearless warrior who vacates not, come July or May  The foliage is always fecund where the truth is the fruit  And as he seeksContinue reading “Destiny chooses David: A poem “

Keir Starmer, are you listening?: A poem 

Keir Starmer, are you stammering?  Does your collar have a ring?  Preachers are known to be the masters of abuse  Of which, your nation has the longest fuse  Keir Starmer, can you sing:  God save the king!?  If not God, would you believe  it’s Satan who would have you relieved  Keir Starmer, are you listening? Continue reading “Keir Starmer, are you listening?: A poem “

Britain fed on the fat of my land, and every land: A poem 

Am I fortunate to be born in a constellation  that is neither black nor white; a nation  just beginning to shake off the water of colonialism  from its back, after an age of enforced somnambulism  It is said they looted over 40 trillion from our soil  We could confront them or let it go likeContinue reading “Britain fed on the fat of my land, and every land: A poem “

An ode to Aldebaran: A poem 

Above Orion’s enigmatic belt  I saw that flame, would I melt?  My soul felt grace, so I knelt  in kindred kinship that I felt  O Aldebaran, you fearless bullseye  shining in the northwest sky  coming straight riding at me like a dream  in an invincible galactic stream  I see the brilliance of the spaceship  AndContinue reading “An ode to Aldebaran: A poem “

To my Rufio, who I never saw: A poem 

I never saw you when you were alive  but you came like a dye in my spiritual eye  The darkness beyond sensory vision  is a real colour, not light’s illusion  And you can take love for what it takes  Undulating is the gradient that it stakes  A spirit burns perpetually like an undying flame  AnContinue reading “To my Rufio, who I never saw: A poem “