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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 “

My wishes are not horses  I have learnt to ride with the losses  How the two-faced coin tosses  There’s slavery in aspiration, we are not its bosses  The miles add up to the marathon  Is it victory at all in the race that was run?  You can see who takes all that I’ve won  IsContinue reading “Your promises?!: A poem “

I have my hands folded  for Jupiter to return  to an old mountain home   like a letter found in a forgotten tome  I tried to rest easy. My toil, at best,  was tired, but still had zest  I couldn’t stand the distant one  Nor could I, the sun  I had my hands folded  to somethingsContinue reading “I have my hands folded…: A poem “

The tummy dummy may just as well lose himself in his own fat. But people with lumpy edges are always at their wits end over the battle of the bulge. Austerity, they say, could be the best way to fight obesity, but that certainly didn’t lend Socrates the looks of a Greek god. A goodContinue reading “A tummy may not be whammy: Just for laughs “

At your loyalties, I culture my levity  There are no shadows of doubt in my brevity  I am not cut up at all by adversity  The lines of my palms are never hasty  Time will tell what you befriend  Blood and sweat are the means to an end  I have placed my cards and hadContinue reading “Meeting eyes and wishing byes: A poem “