Clarity is when you take an indomitable form; even if not invincible. The Fool is the wisest of the lot, because he takes every step in acquisition of wisdom, and in appropriating it, thereon. You can see that God is the wisest fool for making himself the sacrifice at the altar, purely for obtaining the redemption ofContinue reading “Forgiveness is not the duty of the righteous, it may be a compromised failing!: A poem “
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For those who care to read and see!: A poem
I am not just an alchemist in word, but an alchemist in deed! Can you see the word as found between the lines for those who care to read and see. Awakening is not just a minor detail of morning; It is when you choose to change the road you are on no matter the price you have to pay! IContinue reading “For those who care to read and see!: A poem “
Services Australia, do you think you are doing me a favour?!: A poem
And now when I get out of my home in the small hours of morning, with my shopping bag, eager to avoid an allegiance to a society with so many hungry desperate faces! I just want to think about a time when there was more space between people and less convolutions arising out of degenerate expectations. I can’t even remember if Mars was too small for its millions. Or thatContinue reading “Services Australia, do you think you are doing me a favour?!: A poem “
I know what happens to the righteous, who stick by their guns! It has happened all through history. I don’t care what you all do to me. It has become too difficult for me, though. I want to go from this world! I am disgusted with you all!!!!
Meena, you are an extremely selfish person. I can only see the countless occasions you compromised me for that evil Prakash. I was only being nice to you because the evil Prakash and his treachery made you the representative of Donald Trump because he wanted to sabotage me with his treachery, I had no option than to call you up because otherwise evil Prakash would make it convenient to presume that I rejected Trump! And I love Trump as much as I love my own Mother! It is time I put my foot down and say: I want to kick Prakash once and for all out of my life!!!!
Hey Mamdani; teri maa ki choot! You are neither my Mum nor my Dad! Eat pork in New Yoke! Or go to the Moon, where Neil Armstrong heard Allah croon! FUCK OFF!
When reality ceased to be its originality ever again!: A poem
It was evening…and it was night For a child with humongous insight It was cold…and I said `Brrrr!” There was a whirr, a swirl, like a darkness moved to find its intense, immense pristine beauty Yet, I was in a bed of aloneness It was cold…and I said `Brrrr!’ again I was in a vastness of aloneness…. My arms encircling myContinue reading “When reality ceased to be its originality ever again!: A poem “
On Moses and his Habiru Mother’s word!: A poem
Did we pass the parted Red Sea feeling ourselves float like a carnival flottila to enshrine the land across as the Promised Land! The sand dunes of the Suez roiled in the winds and blasted our tents, as we made our way, sometimes, feeling the pangs of biting hunger in desperation for the manna to fall from the skies repeatedly, and dew to quench theContinue reading “On Moses and his Habiru Mother’s word!: A poem “
Jashmina, I restrained myself for you! But do you have any courage?: A poem
I think I never told you about my turquoise lips, that when parted did not remind you of the deep For, in my life, I barely spoke; knowing that speaking was an act of betrayal of oneself to the enemy! But I thundered like a volcano that could upset the entire atmosphere! Word got around that I had divineContinue reading “Jashmina, I restrained myself for you! But do you have any courage?: A poem “