What is loving and hating in Islam?: A poem 

I can see the madrassa ejaculating its deep-throat words  at young malleable minds; who never fail the namaaz!  What is idiocy? An extreme belief that makes you dive  into destruction to seek beatitude. A war of the worlds,   that sprouted way back in the fight for Constantinople   and Jerusalem? How the Christian world shrunk in the face  ofContinue reading “What is loving and hating in Islam?: A poem “

This January, This May, This September!: A poem 

When I lived in the northern hemisphere,  in a land of spice, milk and honey, I respected  the mild-tempered January, the heat of May   and the equanimity of September. As if their  ambience remained illustratively pervading  all through the year. Like a waterless rain of   love, and more significantly, a reign. Like  childhood’s enchanted chrysalis forming every   day. MumContinue reading “This January, This May, This September!: A poem “

Me and you and Phunnu and a mighty friend!: A poem 

I thought I was a whisper in the night  I thought I could float away and dissipate  But I stayed; my patience being golden, like solar rain  I thought you came too late, but you came anyway!  There was so much laughter between us,  Though there was nothing voluminous to say!  Yet, there were so many secrets, from every beginning, like weContinue reading “Me and you and Phunnu and a mighty friend!: A poem “

Hahahaha! Poor Albanese, every time he thinks he is gathering other people’s spleen, he is only garnering more gangrene! Hahahaha! My version of deceit of an evil bodygrabbing cheat! Hahahahaha! Macron would you have a dick! You always seem to have a tick? So, what’s actually between your thighs! Is it a crescent of lies?

Would the cuckoo know space-time manifestations?: A poem 

Does the cuckoo in the clock know the difference? They say the universe’s memory is lodged   only on its surface – the macroscopic existence   of gravity like a large box with three-dimensional   spaces and the quantum existence in the microscopic!  Should they not resolve, may actually be encoded   in a two-dimensional digital dataset. Like a hologram   that is flat but appears three-dimensional. Even a blackhole is  onlyContinue reading “Would the cuckoo know space-time manifestations?: A poem “

This love I encountered at my window tonight!: A poem 

I stirred in the night as I moved to the window  I imagined I paintbrushed a cloud on the pane  And then it seemed to have a motive power of its own  as it even wafted against the turbo of the fan  Do you know we can see mirages out of imagination  as we also see mirages out ofContinue reading “This love I encountered at my window tonight!: A poem “

Just couldn’t be bothered with the connivance; shove it up your throats!: A poem 

Jashmina, did you think I thought you made a pretty picture  as you sat in my enemy camps partaking in the skullduggery  of plots against me; aggressively trying to tear me apart?  Did I let myself loose in the democratic deceit of each tribe  being sodomised by a tribe of my enemy, that I should never   be the Pater Familias I am, but beContinue reading “Just couldn’t be bothered with the connivance; shove it up your throats!: A poem “

Just think what I should do, before I sue to make you all rue!: A poem 

Simply Red sang: Heaven is a place where nothing ever happens!  Would you call all that bodygrabbing a once-in-an-eternity accident?  So many of us live to tell lies; and all of you are ever so gullible!  I just happen to think of myself as an indissolute redeemer  Until I am gladwrapped in a foil that takes away my sight!  Call meContinue reading “Just think what I should do, before I sue to make you all rue!: A poem “