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I imagine dead palm fronds  falling off a tree in seconds  How the earth’s folds open up  for everything, like liquid pouring in a cup  The earth heaves and shoves all about  and the tide like a captive loses clout  So, the seas are always never free  Even circumstance is gravity  I think of Newton’s mechanics  thatContinue reading “Gravity: A poem “

I was stolen from you, you know  like Neptune’s orbit had no Pluto  I kind of think I’m little  But even the smallest pebble is not brittle  I have sand between my toes from waiting  in a hot dry field that is not to my liking  The sun is huge and far-reaching  I try to distanceContinue reading “With you, my feet are wing-shod: A poem “

Jacques du Molay was the last Knights Templar grandmaster. The Templars was the richest institution in Europe. The devil King Philip the fair of France, who was bankrupt, eyed the vast Templar wealth. He and the deep sea Church’s Pope Clement V declared the Templars as heretics and had them rounded up and tortured toContinue reading “The story of the shroud of Turin”

I was Jacques du Molay, the last Templar grandmaster, who was burnt at the stake by the evil deep sea Church’s Pope Clement V and the devil’s King Philip the fair. Jacques du Molay was privy to the fact that Jesus was not the chosen one but the chosen one was James the Just. InContinue reading “I was Jacques du Molay…”

You are a land rover  on my welcoming planet  You, like the first life, take me over  And I forget the nets of death  The alchemy of a billion years  like a growing empire knows no fears  Every pixel, every binary  are your harvest in my prairie  It is for you to call all theContinue reading “Belief in the outcomes: A poem “

Fill your pockets with mirth  and pleasure around your girth  I have come to loosen your laughter  and tickle your ribs after  Rouse your day with a dream  and your saucers with cream  I have come with starlight  like a rainbow on your right  Diamonds and pearls on your collar  My humour is worth aContinue reading “I have come…: A poem “

It couldn’t kill, though it may have bled  The captive is no convict, is free as death  Deserts are only an audience for the oasis in the head  There is a night of a nemesis for the evil that is met  Olive branches are not laurels; and talk of peace  is a tragic diatribe whenContinue reading “It may have bled, but it couldn’t kill: A poem “

On the moon, the chant is heard  the Koran of Allah, every word  Can’t you see the moon is green?  Give it a glance, it is unclean  The moon is no mater, pitter patter  A hollow shrill, a cat’s chatter  Egypt is the Nile, a line of water  May the burqa not have your daughter Continue reading “The dark side of the moon: A poem “