Put that stupid goat Bowen in the oven!: A poem 

Put that stupid goat Bowen in the oven  Before Christmas, make him a `that was’  His crying shame mate: Climate, at any rate  will make, all our budgeting, meet a dire fate  How long can I patiently wait  to see Labor go out of date?  Of course, they win be cheating, and capitalising   on everything I think, do and sing!  TheContinue reading “Put that stupid goat Bowen in the oven!: A poem “

I didn’t ask for relief; there is belief: A poem 

Would I say the trees were free  if grass hopped and twigs flew  If fire woke me up from sleep  and the heart’s blaze was my keep  I can’t think of a dimension  that I would accrue as new  Every nook trembles with a look  The universe itself shook  My age is such, that none can gauge  But I recollect whenContinue reading “I didn’t ask for relief; there is belief: A poem “

I have had to go down on my knees: A poem 

I could have been caught in an abyss  where no angels dare to go  But wherever I go, who should follow?  There must always be an unwanted shadow  This anti-matter; is it freedom or annihilation  You know, dark energy and dark matter are hidden even in light  Stealth is always invisible to the innocent  So, I must, sometimes, transcendContinue reading “I have had to go down on my knees: A poem “

I am not fooled by the oasis yonder: A poem 

Can you see the oasis yonder is just a bloody deathtrap?  I walk, keeping my weeping armour, in the desert’s lap  Why didn’t they build any freeways, for me that, I ask, I could tap  The only road out of here is someone else’s treacherous map  I turned the zodiac over and over again, never figuring how time goes Continue reading “I am not fooled by the oasis yonder: A poem “

The deep sea hijacked me, God; and I had to relent. Because I had no option as Prakash Saint Paul hijacked the Sun. Now, the deep sea thinks it can punish and torture me (just because I made myself vulnerable), if I speak the truth!

O Sita, I can never have you; I can never have anything at all: A poem 

How can I entertain the love of so many  when I have abandoned precious her for no penny  Did I not move every mountain between us  to regain her, against all the conspiring vicious  O Mother, did I not live on but the honey of the forest  and wander aimlessly in the everglades  because I swore by my promise  to father, andContinue reading “O Sita, I can never have you; I can never have anything at all: A poem “

My darling baby girl, you know, don’t you?: A poem 

This love is wrapped gently in the tissues of my heart  It defines me completely, and what I am and art  There is a foundry of effort, a bastion, never taken apart  For you were the strength in my calves, right from the start  Baby girl, I often have shadows of doubt, and then IContinue reading “My darling baby girl, you know, don’t you?: A poem “

You all have never been in a hurry to say and really mean: Sorry!: A poem 

Look at the mileage you all (from me) got  It was I who, silently and alone, suffered and fought  despite being, all along, in the foot, shot  I didn’t even stop to pick out the blemishes, spots and dots  The trees can never be freed  The moon can go on and freeze the seas  Is the world listening to theContinue reading “You all have never been in a hurry to say and really mean: Sorry!: A poem “

I am God Ouranos; my fortress is in pain; is it in vain?: A poem 

Prakash Saint Paul thinks he can eternally win  by stealing everyone’s identity and underpin  This foundation of mine has stood its ground  Despite being rapined by him all around  And I am a fortress despite the undeserved shame  For the sins of unscrupulous others, I have taken the blame  Do they have a conscience that their evil reign Continue reading “I am God Ouranos; my fortress is in pain; is it in vain?: A poem “