In the wilderness of ignorance: A poem 

I feed my fears like a child  Thinking of the cruelty of the wild  The hunger and panic of the hunt and kill  And our world ruled by an oligarchy’s will  That wisdom is slaughtered by advocacy  No storms of awakening in a cup of tea  The stones of civilisation have no roofs  History, albeit,Continue reading “In the wilderness of ignorance: A poem “

A bald patch has no match: Just for laughs 

The unfortunate baldie would seldom revel at his barren disposition. For he’d really be scratching his scalp over why the weather winds wickedly over some heads. Like this naked head who visited the shrink and said: “Doctor, I’m having hair-raising nightmares.”  But for those who have been scouring the four corners of the world, soContinue reading “A bald patch has no match: Just for laughs “

Winter’s grab, spring’s handshake: A poem 

How winter arrives like a string of grey pearls  Cold and icy, devoid of a child’s curls  Rattling the windows in gusty sweeps  Their hinges wailing in arthritic creaks  Leaves turn brittle like unfulfilled dreams  The air gets cloaked in misty streams  I feel the freeze of an enemy’s shoulder  Time quickens pace, the oldContinue reading “Winter’s grab, spring’s handshake: A poem “