You see the bee that flies thinks it can split the skies with its sting and eyes It believes its life never dies You see that tiny ant thinks it can scare an elephant It believes it is a giant more powerful than a tyrant You see the hummingbird thinks it is so loudly heard allContinue reading “How wise am I?: A poem “
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Our desires and those invisible fires: A poem
I can say I accept and don’t fidget with divine words I don’t synthesize and digitalise the sounds I’ve heard Do I need to feel certain that it should, eventually, all fall in place Or take it in with sublime unexpectant grace You see, these atoms that fit the molecules we live in are only circling in an ignorance of believing in theContinue reading “Our desires and those invisible fires: A poem “
Prakash Saint Paul is provoking me and telling me to make compromises with my suffering and grief. I just told him, I’ve always borne that; but has he ever admitted to his being the most treacherous criminal in the universe? Has he ever accepted the fact that he should be suffering for his crimes for eternity? I am not afraid of defeat when I speak the truth, even though I know evil capitalises on it. But let me inform you all that Prakash Saint Paul harasses me with his provocations or manipulates others to provoke me 24×7.
I couldn’t be bothered about the crimes and treachery Albanese and the Labor Party commit against me. I simply ignore it! It’s not my problem if criminals don’t want to suffer for their crimes. They can win all they want. I am always only true to my duty, though my heart goes out to the ones who have to suffer for someone else’s crimes and treachery. Don’t dare think I am helpless, just because I am sublime.
The applause may or may not come after: A poem
You can’t tell me we live only once The immersion, the suspension of me; belied free to be the universe’s shady tree I know I am tinier than quarks and bosons but I am the humongous eternity’s patience There is nothing like: we reap what we sow There are treacherous laws wherever we go The wisdom in the bird cageContinue reading “The applause may or may not come after: A poem “
Do we climb ladders with libido?: A poem
Was I too brave or too weak to chase the ones I was sexually attracted to? Did I close a headwaying conversation with a clumsy and misty handshake? Or did I simply stare emptily at wanting and hesitating reluctantly to say yes to a proposition; even when I struggled with mountains between valleys of `yes’ or `no’ Something likeContinue reading “Do we climb ladders with libido?: A poem “
Don’t call me out, blame it on yourselves!: A poem
You can’t call me, God, out with your invectives when you all did it for your own selfish motives! I, God, sublimely subordinated myself and became vulnerable And I bravely suffered; call out `I can’ from `Able’ There has always been Jacob and Lord Ram in me who sacrificed so much for purpose and love for eternity Continue reading “Don’t call me out, blame it on yourselves!: A poem “
I struggle so much to set everyone free!: A poem
These golden strands silently occupy my mind like cotton balls of golden fleece, I find And myriad thoughts bloom into arias, divine A little lamp illuminating like the sharpest shining light Even in a struggle, who can say whose is blight, when the warrior has never failed to be right Vision is clairvoyance, not mere eyesight Continue reading “I struggle so much to set everyone free!: A poem “
I couldn’t be bothered…yet!: A poem
(If some green meets some red, can Communism pronounce God dead?) I couldn’t be bothered if the cat insists, we have the moon I couldn’t be bothered if the fish inveigles my doom I am not smart enough to tell between elk and moose But I am wise enough to judge who deserves the hangman’s noose I have a spirit withContinue reading “I couldn’t be bothered…yet!: A poem “
I won’t forgive him; never will!: A poem
I won’t have him; I never will even if the universe goes still Even if you all join in the conspiracy He has no heart, nothing else, but unfeeling belly I may not be smart, but I have art I know my rights, even though unacknowledged are my deeds And I won’t forgive the one who rocks my cart You can allContinue reading “I won’t forgive him; never will!: A poem “