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How to be free and obtain freedom, O Gulliver?!: A poem

Would I walk in the woods of the night where I don’t know if the star-spangled sky are yellow lights signaling me in or shunting me out? If I had wisdom to perceive the ribaldry of a destiny compelled by villains? But I am not going to be contemptuous of the sky or the stars, even if I am disgraced with overlying treachery! Continue reading “How to be free and obtain freedom, O Gulliver?!: A poem “

The rain; the clouds, the sun, the ideopraxist!: A poem

I think of rain. Its large pink drops from a grey-blue sky! Those welcome drops drunk by the earth till it is full and washes away the dust of the streets, like an anointing! I am a child again in the seventies, when the sky broke in too many places with thunder and lightning. We had no Continue reading “The rain; the clouds, the sun, the ideopraxist!: A poem “

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 “

O Mother, you implicitly taught me to define love and forgiveness!: A poem

How many, Mother, would ever turn the other cheek, when in the unChristianity of the Word being swung by the sword and thrown out of the pulpits like a nausea/ vomit of lies that people around the world cherish a book (NT) that came from stolen foundations; their being stolen from their rightful owner! Mother, despite your Christianity in this lifetime, you hadContinue reading “O Mother, you implicitly taught me to define love and forgiveness!: 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 “

Don’t just blindly judge; the overlying proof may not be the evidence!: A poem

There could have been askance, there could have been speculation, there could have been circumspection… But the personal functionality of a hero is in good faith Like despite falling into an enclosure, I still thought I had the key; there was hope in the captivity… Like to be free is only a perception. For, if you have a soul thatContinue reading “Don’t just blindly judge; the overlying proof may not be the evidence!: A poem “

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 “

Mother, your sense of duty is part of my inheritance!: A poem

Mother, if you had a choice, what name would you give me at birth? What would it be? While you told me how I got my name: Monte – from Mary of the Mount; you never told me who decided on it – you or Dad or the priest that christened me. I was born on the 8th of September;Continue reading “Mother, your sense of duty is part of my inheritance!: A poem “

I am present in a past, and never absent from it!: A poem

I just think how the leaves can sustain themselves in frosty weather? How does the chlorophyll in their bloodstreams save them from mildewing, unlike flotsam timber caught in the slipstream of partly frozen rivers?! And I think, there is no deep-freeze on the past! The landslide brings it down the snow-covered mountains, like hard soil unearthed again, not permafrost! I am just divining theContinue reading “I am present in a past, and never absent from it!: A poem “