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God is a very old unforgiver! A very old unforgiver!: A poem

Did you think Satan loved only himself and nobody else? The mass at the Centric end was called Black; black as the light it shone! We didn’t know, did we? Climbing a ladder and falling over each other with Heavenly lies! It’s not God who takes you, with drooling teeth He is not responsible for the sin you were led to believe. So thatContinue reading “God is a very old unforgiver! A very old unforgiver!: A poem “

What would I want?: A poem

I have learnt to love by being at a distance from it! There was a genuine pain, but no grief! Like a music you turned off, but keeps playing in your ears, you sung along and it stung And you learnt that it rung, every crescendo for an eternity! Would I keep believing despite the, sometimes, pin and needle of doubt that faith may die one day, or another day? And IContinue reading “What would I want?: A poem “

Archangel Gabriel, you gay lunatic and beggar!: A poem

Archangel Gabriel wherefrom did you arise into the realm of humanity? You were a depth in the deep sea, where you lay driveling like a swine You are a gay icon, like never knowing your colours between green and brine You are a heavenly piece of shit, like you’d be swinging on a vine! Did you come thus farContinue reading “Archangel Gabriel, you gay lunatic and beggar!: A poem “

One battle after another! Or The Jungian caution of gift and liability!: A poem

There is a revelation that not only comes from a historical perspective garnered from your soul; but also, an attentive education from another highly aware soul. That we know our matches and mismatches of wisdom, and we know the incongruities that exist as friends (how distant they may seem) as also our enemies (how near they are to us). Do weContinue reading “One battle after another! Or The Jungian caution of gift and liability!: A poem “

Jashmina are the echoes of my poetry resonant to you?: A poem

You know Jashmina, maleficence is not my munition! Neither is fakeish foppishness my fortress! I am certain that peerless purity is my beauty! Even though no one believes there is anything as pure as can be! Can my purity be undermined by my angst about you? Did my sacrifice for you be screeched into verbosity? You know that it was a silent edifice for all eternity! Only, sometimes, a brevity in myContinue reading “Jashmina are the echoes of my poetry resonant to you?: A poem “

You know Milo of Croton, I am much too strong even for you!: A poem

There was Milo of Croton, so strong that he won Olympic titles six-times over, and innumerably so many other titles, his legend was carved in statues and romantic literature down the ages. He even carried his own bronze statue. I have not sought fame and yet borne immense burdens! You know Milo, you only started with carrying a calfContinue reading “You know Milo of Croton, I am much too strong even for you!: A poem “

Jashmina, is there any cause left for heeding?: A poem

The overlooming persistence of PSP’s treachery carnates like an animated perennial smog over New Delhi! So, should I train my guns on my own armies because I fail to exorcise them off him? There is no sacredness in the feigning of loyalties to my enemies. And I shudder to think I may have to bequeath them my soul or my energy, that they should thus claim rampant illegitimate victory out ofContinue reading “Jashmina, is there any cause left for heeding?: A poem “

Libertinism, liberalism, libertarianism and liberation!: A poem

What does make up the science of your ideological theology, like a glum rock sitting in the ambience of a misty sea? You think you can walk out life in its simplicity Your belief could be your own sabotage for eternity! God did not bequeath you a religion, but was patient that his truth mayContinue reading “Libertinism, liberalism, libertarianism and liberation!: A poem “

Does Lear ever have heartbreak? Hark, O Israel, O India!: A poem

Do you remember me, even if you don’t call? My soul is its own electricity generator, spring or fall! Like a pyramid towering, through history, so tall! Did you ever think I undermined my love for you, make it look small? I flower my words so that they should empower Every twist of destiny, seemingly gangling, but an intrepid shower Even when I lose, likeContinue reading “Does Lear ever have heartbreak? Hark, O Israel, O India!: A poem “

I heard the Church screaming: AntiChrist, at me!: A poem

(After I condemned Saint John for his evil-spirited Revelation!) I heard the Church screaming: AntiChrist! Nice wonder the Logos; the Word, the Cosmos! Like a bright evil spaceship shining over Bethlehem at Zero BC, and you lying and calling it the star of Bethlehem! Is Christ actually the redeemer, you delinquent Church? Do you fancy the `Jaws’ is everybody’s heaven that you so fervently want to consign them to?! And tellContinue reading “I heard the Church screaming: AntiChrist, at me!: A poem “