I can make you think for yourselves But I can’t overwhelm your thinking with my pedagogue I am just no tradition of despots running propaganda The mean machine of today’s liberalism often assigns fascism to people with convictions. You can’t be prudish in being principled. Yes, there are donkeys that carry the burden of blame For all of you to earn your salvationContinue reading “The cross-swords of love and hate, an obstacle or deserved ominous violent subtlety: A poem “
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Mother, I don’t care if I’m never reinstituted!: A poem
Mother, do you see the unanimous belief in the lie, I just couldn’t be watered down with it; nor could you We have semblance of the eternity locked in our soul Before we imprint ourselves by our dynamism, I revolt that the whole story will never be told. Who can I invoke, who can I name? There is none who befits my candour, when everyone I look up to is rendered lame Continue reading “Mother, I don’t care if I’m never reinstituted!: A poem “
I know courage always transmigrates: A poem
The age of chivalry is not dead for me For I know I never took my challenges lightly, but with the light of grace; felt the stranglehold of predators, but never felt strangulated, even when I felt my roomspace shrinking! You know that even my defeat is not my folly; you can’t fault me if I protest, Even thoughContinue reading “I know courage always transmigrates: A poem “
What do you think is my likelihood at decorum?: A poem
Am I deadwood gathering mould in a forest where it never rains, but is still damp and musty? Do I feel the circle of cells in my trunk collapse in lightless existence rung after rung and reduce me to a stump? Am I not coherent to any design? It may seem to many that I let go off myself… that I committed travesty on myself for not respecting my own aspiration…and would you fathomContinue reading “What do you think is my likelihood at decorum?: A poem “
Dear William Faulkner: Never be afraid…Likewise me!: A poem
You can believe and have faith, and have fear flushed out of the valves of your lion heart Would they think they could insinuate you if you did not fear? Or would you think they could honeytrap you? Did they try every means to get you? And you felt age is no barrier, not even undeserved punishment; even pain! There is too much to loseContinue reading “Dear William Faulkner: Never be afraid…Likewise me!: A poem “
I am just levitated in levities: A poem
(Thanks to evils like Anthony Albanese and Prakash Saint Paul!) You know, how can I love so much when love can only be a folly to loss? Do you think it is my fault, to wear my heart on my sleeve? I only beget pain when it takes leave! Do you think my love is a besottment that should be punished? I don’t think myContinue reading “I am just levitated in levities: A poem “
Sometimes, to walk backward as much as forward!: A poem
Do you think anyone can invalidate candour or honesty? Is a memory an illusion or a reality, that you’ve picked up from some distant recollection? How the stars exist in our vision beyond their lifetimes? Do you think I would just hastily valediction a past because it brings me pangs of pain. There is a love that overlaps every brigade of change. From times when there was no script,Continue reading “Sometimes, to walk backward as much as forward!: A poem “
Hey Epicurus, may I have your attention please!: A poem
I am sure you were rolling in your grave when they callously linked you to a sort of Hedonism! How this mangled rhetoric on your philosophy took away your essence! I know what it takes to be precluded and maligned by witnesses to your righteousness that use the default of their ruthless power against you! Have you chosen happiness above all, that itContinue reading “Hey Epicurus, may I have your attention please!: A poem “
Thank you, Oscar Wilde; if its either opportunity or circumstance!: A poem
Quote Oscar Wilde “To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that’s all” I can think of existence as a magnified wheel in a nutshell. We have not the idea of the bigger picture and we magnify the small. You can say your poetry was living and expressive! And I can say mine isContinue reading “Thank you, Oscar Wilde; if its either opportunity or circumstance!: A poem “
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