Kamala Harris in Paris: A poem 

Can you imagine Kamala Harris in Paris?  She will the entire US embarrass  She has no brains; a puppet on chains  Much to astute folks’ disdain  A conclusion foregone that Don is gone  Wickedness always plays an immaculate con  It doesn’t matter which side you’re on  Evil always has a habit of sealing your dawn Continue reading “Kamala Harris in Paris: A poem “

A bright day, a twinkling night: A poem 

If brightness kissed my face,  the most colourful flowers would laze  in my humble soul’s vase  I can smell the aroma of the wind  as it skirts from the horizon’s wings  And the hinges of laughter’s window sing  I take the river to the sea  If salt were honey to the bee,  sadness would beContinue reading “A bright day, a twinkling night: A poem “

Love to you, dearest Dad: A poem 

These golden showers of memories  sitting like rainbows among my trees  I feel their silk, liquid-solid mercury  floating in my cup, their dew is my tea  I run those images on my mind’s screen  Those were the last days of my teens  We can only cherish what has been  And relive the solidity of whatContinue reading “Love to you, dearest Dad: A poem “

Why I am not Christian: A poem 

Those whispered prayers all through childhood  schooled in vocal pulpits between pew wood  Yet I have voiced my doubts, but retained  my original baptismal Christian name  Have I forgone exoneration? Am I sin?  Yet, my doubts become the din of conviction  Is there a cross when disbelief is faith?  Can salvation be a prejudice atContinue reading “Why I am not Christian: A poem “

Vladimir Putin is not smiling: A poem 

Vladimir Putin is not smiling  Things are not happening to his liking  The CIA always has its say  in keeping justice out of the way  Look what they did to Saddam  For the dollar would lose its charm  Believe me, BRICS can do no harm  For the CIA has a very long arm  And NATOContinue reading “Vladimir Putin is not smiling: A poem “

Civilisation has reached its height: A poem 

We can measure seasons for aeons and the universe’s time  Aeroplanes can do it much better than any bird’s flight  But the colour of the rainbow in a smog is all too white  And they are saying civilisation has reached its height  Hunger and poverty are cold, politics is a dirty sight  Correctness is toxicContinue reading “Civilisation has reached its height: A poem “

Mother’s pain at depraved son: A poem 

Did she know what was in store?  Your mouth like a cat asking for more  Education was only a bleak dawn  Vulgar was your laughter, like porn  You did not cringe at violence  Vulnerability of others gave you licence  Hate was the season of your words  Early, you learnt of the bees and birds  AdulthoodContinue reading “Mother’s pain at depraved son: A poem “