You must know that my innocence is my defence Yet, I am not unable to fend for myself My blindness has an agility that, somehow, manifests in imperfect, perfect timing I am a joker, and most times, a deliberate fool I know how to foil my own victory It is not compassion, but a will to foster protection My griefContinue reading “God is not above perjury and war: A poem “
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There is intrepidity in integrity: A poem
I accommodate my loneliness and restlessness in my acceptance of it I shout my opinions from the rooftops without publicising my identity Fame is not my ticket to fortune And I can say there is bravery in purposeful self-flagellation There is an obscenity in the triviality of overly transmitting your predicament in complaint. As if an oyster would risk losingContinue reading “There is intrepidity in integrity: A poem “
In the electorate of His rejection: A poem
I can see the universe feels like a lone wolf pup in a snowy expanse; growing into a puberty of realisations, as it warms itself against the cold flame of solitude in a multitude. There is so much exclamation within; lights falling into oblivion and oblivion exploding into lights. But where does the grief begin? There can only be a realisation that the bête noireContinue reading “In the electorate of His rejection: A poem “
Mother, you could become my tomorrow: A poem
Mother, you could become my tomorrow Though, it was only yesterday that you passed away And the unrelenting tollway since, was marked by unshed tears Even as days seem like years and years seem to pass like days I can depend on a few lessons from you like the one that goes: There is little redressal obtained from undressingContinue reading “Mother, you could become my tomorrow: A poem “
Did they suggest a shrink when I was incarcerated?: A poem
Did your buttonhole come loose when you tried to decipher my glands of thought; a mind of an island so lost to distance, that even the supercomputer of the universe cannot figure out what! I am a candidate, whose treasure of candidness, resists being supplied to publicity. This intimacy cannot be split publicly. But I will tell you, I am noContinue reading “Did they suggest a shrink when I was incarcerated?: A poem “
Can we make peace with the faeces of evil?: A poem
You can see dignity is when you hold your own against the visages and facades of selfishness, ruthlessness and corruption. You can wallow in muddy waters, never realising that purity is deformed by the illusion of compatibility. Because you can’t see your reflection in muddy waters. Compassion is not a doormat that can be stomped upon, yet obtained by captors. And forgiveness of treachery doesn’t acquire theContinue reading “Can we make peace with the faeces of evil?: A poem “
Hahaha Albanese! Wherefrom is your disease…Ooops…lease?: A poem
(You know all evil gets clandestine help from Saint Paul’s evil; It is never honest and open! Its ruthlessness will never defeat me!) Hey, you mite of a fish Albanese, wherefrom do you get your lease? Is it from the universe’s scum and disease? Will you also sneeze, when you freeze in an eternity asContinue reading “Hahaha Albanese! Wherefrom is your disease…Ooops…lease?: A poem “
Remembering Jacob; and exculpating him: A poem
I turned the corner and understood belief when your own self you must retrieve Is a storm a demon when it clears, it leaves you with your strength’s legible and recognising sheaf? The soft interior and the hard cover is the flesh of an inimical lover That even if God wasContinue reading “Remembering Jacob; and exculpating him: A poem “
Horus is back when Seth seems ahead!: A poem
You can see your sliver of a moon is not my Pharaonic travel boat I can journey the length and breadth of the skies like a vaulting, trapezing fort I have so much depth, that the oceans wept that they were indeed too shallow And I saw how Anubis the death’s door stalker leapt because Seth’sContinue reading “Horus is back when Seth seems ahead!: A poem “
O Aphrodite! What is Adonis’ destiny?: A poem
Am I ever companion to stalemate? Is there ever any better fate? Is Adonis cursed by his own purity? Does evil want to snatch him for his beauty? How much can fated love endure? as the indignity of depths is a prison, not allure? Do conflicting seasons always mark Adonis’ destiny? Are death and resurrection, just like it always happens? Can Aphrodite’s love create aContinue reading “O Aphrodite! What is Adonis’ destiny?: A poem “