From Taurus, they came back again: A poem 

Last night, their spaceship streaked across the sky  As fast as light it went; almost escaped my eye  They came from Taurus! They came so long again  with a fellowship, I was very keen to maintain  They showed me a hologram of a ziggaraut  I must confess: What it meant, indeed I know not  TheyContinue reading “From Taurus, they came back again: A poem “

They’re happily burning virtue’s entrails: A poem 

The murderous men who have forsaken their wombs  They speak in fork-tongued shades that inflict wounds  How the world is losing, losing itself in repeated stages  Everybody is a butterfly, drying up between pages  You take the road down and you can’t voluntarily turn around  If you believe in yourself, you are bound to getContinue reading “They’re happily burning virtue’s entrails: A poem “

Thinking of you Mum and Dad: A poem 

I may never know the distance I traversed  from my womb. Only feel the doom in my room  It may come too soon. I practised my line  to say: Never mind! That’s consolation, I find  Mother often scolded me for saying: Let it be!,  when things went wrong. I should’ve told her  it freed theContinue reading “Thinking of you Mum and Dad: A poem “

Man’s game of shame: A poem 

Carcinogen’s castles, cavaliers of doom  Morphing spiders, looming ever so soon  Threadbare threads in watery toxic paste  Cordon bleu of Man’s belching scum and waste  Build Legos of sin’s concrete and glass  Scrotum’s glue glutonises their top brass  In careful treachery, their dominos stand  Villains’ pantomime at the grand stand  And their bellies and hearts holdContinue reading “Man’s game of shame: A poem “