Would you believe that I am an illusionist as much as I am fed by illusions? Would you have my powers to discern blindfolded and deluded, then? I have never just begun to realise the dichotomy of my love and loyalties, or the perversion of my spiritedness, the manipulation of my thoughts, words and deeds to suit treachery I have understood in myContinue reading “Don of La Mancha; and the windmills were a watery deluge!: A poem “
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Please Sartre, Camus, no existentialism for me!: A poem
Would you think the flowers in your garden all bloomed regardless of the season. Or you ever cursed when the storm broke over your home, and you were left with a loss of life or value as just an accident; that you begin to realise that life and death are not just pennies of providence without meaning. Have you realised that you hadContinue reading “Please Sartre, Camus, no existentialism for me!: A poem “
The erotic and the exotic: A poem
Do you think I want your tongues to make a fellatio on my soul and my possessions? I feel like making a hasty detour, every time you all try to get your gestapo on my getaways. I am just prone to tell you all the patience against this perversity can be abruptly paused. A Leftist Government that epitomises the deep sea should know where it stands in myContinue reading “The erotic and the exotic: A poem “
Where do I stand with you all?: A poem
I know this travel/ travail, and my armour being the trappings to tolerate the jungle; even a jumble of deeds resonates, like fierce howls of wolves. The battle cry is no herald of victory, for a Trappist who retained his austerity but forgot his silence. My Goddess has sensed my frugality of action turning into friction! She cautions me, but leaves me to my own devices. I am Platonic inContinue reading “Where do I stand with you all?: A poem “
The pivot of life…And I am brave not weary!: A poem
Did you witness a crunch time when all comes falling back at you; and you just thought you were the pinch-hitter. Now, the baseball cap made you realise your strengths. I am just batting like a friend (righteous mighty leader) in the distant West. I don’t detect any anomalies in an unnamed friendship! But the treachery against us, is also common ground! Right from the timeContinue reading “The pivot of life…And I am brave not weary!: A poem “
Mother, how can I live to abandon?: A poem
Mother, I didn’t erect gravestones for you, because, though you were so earthy, I knew you didn’t belong to this planet! So am I lost in such utter alienness, that I barely feel I walked beyond the planet’s threshold; what with so much fish around! I just could hope brother Jesus wouldn’t be called a fish; so, we could uphold our love for him! I am just feeling at aContinue reading “Mother, how can I live to abandon?: A poem “
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