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Two evils beset us, O Mother (Aditi)!: A poem

Mother I am the first point that called on Aditi You were sublime in your avatar of creating the twelve Adityas. Did I imagine it would cause me so much migraine, to negotiate between the dimensions for eternity? I do not complain about my suffering, Mother. But there are forces that give me little option! So must I be the eddy that createsContinue reading “Two evils beset us, O Mother (Aditi)!: A poem “

Be still, when evil has a greater will!: A poem

I think of myself as a mythic superhero, the Übermensch, only the term wasn’t coined then back in the beginning – when all past, present and future were one. My prescient self didn’t realise then, it would all fall apart since; And I would be spiraling down the ghettos of time struggling to make it all one, back again; hacking and hewing at the manyContinue reading “Be still, when evil has a greater will!: A poem “

The stars; should they speak to verify mythology?!

Some suggest water has its own memory And what about being a being of life? Like Apsu, perhaps an alligator, or a river monster? And the leviathanic sea creature Tiamat! Were they a pair prone to battle; or were they like spiders, feeding on each other after the mating? O Tiamat, she was chaos! Early Egyptians drew the distinction between alligator and the behemothic hippo, whenContinue reading “The stars; should they speak to verify mythology?! “

You know sacrifice doesn’t entail forgiving of the very wicked!: A poem

I thought I heard the songs of revelation (not despicable Saint John’s) Their beauty is a wisdom that few people begin to be aware of Yet, I thought I knew of them, before they’re speaking The burning bush speaks, but first makes symbolic presentations For the memory of the recipient should undertake to decipher the silent wisdom! DoContinue reading “You know sacrifice doesn’t entail forgiving of the very wicked!: A poem “

Ask the birds flying in the air…: A poem

You know those little birds, peeking from the woodwork of the skies Those versicoloured enigmatic Young Turks Those Robin Hoods seeking justice with their alleged profusion of injustices How they began a cancel culture to teach the vultures of culture what destiny is desirous of!?! Mercury said: “We are the Champions, my friend!” We’ll keep on fighting till the end!” Is that true in untimely deaths! Continue reading “Ask the birds flying in the air…: A poem “

I hear the music, you can hear it too, if you wish to!: A poem

You know, the aeons of slavery to treachery, the eternity of treachery’s humiliation of me has not taken the music out of me! I hear it whispering in the clouds, in the fields, in the flowers all around me, like sonorous rainbows that arise from the core of the Universe to heal me, feel me and deal me the courage I need. InContinue reading “I hear the music, you can hear it too, if you wish to!: A poem “

I know how to anathemise you all to your destruction (Don’t take me for granted!)!!!!: A poem

I never roamed the deep seas with an allegro, even an allegretto, of passion! If I did – I traversed them with the objective of seeking new lands to transfuse their soils with my blood and fertilise them, even when I accepted lower orders of creed or caste for the transmigration. I am a dragon, even as I was Ouranos once back!Continue reading “I know how to anathemise you all to your destruction (Don’t take me for granted!)!!!!: A poem “

Who is the messiah you are all looking for?: A poem

I always believed conformity was never a virtue And I accepted an anonymity despite being rebellious You can say my treatise in anonymity was no pretentious humility. Too many people in the know knew about me! And the assumed incognito fell out of the walls to the floor as I aged. Everyone began to (unspokenly) know, and anonymity was no longer my disguise. I am much the lyric of troubadoursContinue reading “Who is the messiah you are all looking for?: A poem “

These revelations, and the culminations that never manifest: A poem

You know, when I was little, I found the mango tree grow over me. And, I found myself saying: You Man! Please Go! And I felt the sun’s face darken and crestfall. And I said to the Sun: O Sun! You please don’t go! You are man enough for me! But I really think you ought to go, when I can’t save youContinue reading “These revelations, and the culminations that never manifest: A poem “

True love, sacrifice is fine – but not self-destruction!: A poem

If you have the happiness of sadness then grief is no coffin in pressing departure And one feels no sorrow in stoic bravery, to a point! And you can evolve in the calmness of the substance of treasures even if you have an inkling of the eventuality that the evil may attempt to take even that away! And one feels no panic in the storm that blows away your rooftopsContinue reading “True love, sacrifice is fine – but not self-destruction!: A poem “