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These reflections give directions that don’t pause with time  From the lessons you teach me, I am humble and sublime  I think I walk with the looming infinitive, though much intuitive  With no lurking fantasies but not restive; thus, I die and live  I can be gallant, can be valiant; but restrained is my gait  I canContinue reading “The walk to you: A poem “

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 “

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.

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 “

(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  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 “

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 “