O Mother, the thought of you is like sitting by the fireplace, an image of you – such innocence and simplicity in your face How you were so naive, you took everything so literally, yet you had a profound sense of dignity and equanimity in wisdom You had patience that was the axiom of your existence Continue reading “O Mother, the thought of you is like sitting by the fireplace!: A poem “
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Good on you, Keanu Reeves: If you are a lover, you gotta be a fighter!: A poem
The first time I heard Tina Turner sing: We don’t need another hero! I wanted to drown it out in my rage. But I am seldom enraged! Even to those who maintain: I love, and I am no fighter! The true heroes of this world don’t like your Pacifistic subterfuge You can’t subset their courage, should you choose to defeat them through aContinue reading “Good on you, Keanu Reeves: If you are a lover, you gotta be a fighter!: A poem “
I just thought I sometimes feel like rushing, in all the waiting…: A poem
(I don’t think all blacks look like apes, I think Nicki Minaj looks beautiful! Some whites do look like trash, though, like Anthony Albanese!) Though we didn’t fall like binaries to the earth at the same time. I always knew you were hanging out there for me! So, I just kept waiting for the precious moment! And every beautiful 8th September, I wished with my head in the clouds, thought I could see you there! How lateContinue reading “I just thought I sometimes feel like rushing, in all the waiting…: A poem “
Would I volunteer with false advice for fish or moon; I am too kind; so, you thought I was your feeding spoon?: A poem
I shouldn’t take anyone’s advice! It seems to screw up my sacrifice! Have my boat turned over and around capsized, and then drowned? You can see what has become of true love like a shutdown dead end of an alcove! And I can see the grinning grimace on the face of all those who had me abased! Dad, I can’t have you in the cat’sContinue reading “Would I volunteer with false advice for fish or moon; I am too kind; so, you thought I was your feeding spoon?: A poem “
O Dad, how you were always there for us!!: A poem
O Dad! I remember that day when I badly twisted my right wrist while playing soccer Mum was all panic and hysterical when she saw my hurt hand. My sister, Meena, rushed me to hospital. We didn’t even have a telephone, then, to contact you while you were at work! I needed surgery. Unfortunately, they did not fix it correctly! So, I spent a wholeContinue reading “O Dad, how you were always there for us!!: A poem “
Mother, we have an illusion of too much sunlight; when there is too little starlight in the darkness!: A poem
Mother, we have an illusion of too much sunlight, when, actually, there is too little starlight in an overwhelming darkness! Do you think there was only darkness in the Church-imposed dark ages? How every modernity that humanity pursued only saw the darkness’ persistence in one form or the other? Did you hold me in your arms, when I was anContinue reading “Mother, we have an illusion of too much sunlight; when there is too little starlight in the darkness!: A poem “
Fyodr Dostoevsky, I acknowledge your beauty; do you see mine; and that of my armies?: A poem
You saw suffering and pain, and called it inevitable I know the intelligence of truth has always suffered just like you did and felt your strength; and I did in the throes of eternal treachery. The depth of your soul, I acknowledge. But I look wandering aimfully, sometimes, if I can get any too. I am alsoContinue reading “Fyodr Dostoevsky, I acknowledge your beauty; do you see mine; and that of my armies?: A poem “
My happiness is like a delaytory clock that can’t be wound!: A poem
I wouldn’t give the Aristotelians the benefit of credit, in believing that happiness is a matter of your own endeavour! I just don’t think that happiness can be lauded in a dystopia. I just think that I had an amazing sense of humour through all my tribulations! Was Philip’s Macedonia, the root of Alexander’s megalomania? As if Aristotle would have schooled him in matters of conquest? And I am sure that Aristotle was significantly complacent compared to allContinue reading “My happiness is like a delaytory clock that can’t be wound!: A poem “
Is your love episodic, Jashmina?: A poem
Is your love episodic, between falling short and non-existent? Do you respect my sacrifice for you? Or do you consider it only as your leverage without glancing back in acknowledgement? Did you care to call me up in any time of the tribulation I’ve been through? Does it matter to you, that sometimes, even God of strong diamond steel needs reasssurance? Or areContinue reading “Is your love episodic, Jashmina?: A poem “
I can only warn you, you Laborers!: A poem
The noises of a long-ongoing theatre of shadow play from the submersibles doesn’t deluge the starlight of my memories and convictions! I am like an incandescent flame of myself through every echo permeating through each morsel of sand of destiny! Do you think what is fated is not fated? Or do you think your loudmouthed edictions take the ordination awayContinue reading “I can only warn you, you Laborers!: A poem “
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