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The fire I wanted came with all that water; so, I moved on: A poem

I thought my aspiration was a distant country so far flung; that it was almost a never-never land That there were so many boundaries and walls between, that I was bound to be incarcerated somewhere as a trespasser. And should I spend my waning years imprisoned and despairing that there are no destinations to reach; to embrace the birdsContinue reading “The fire I wanted came with all that water; so, I moved on: A poem “

Me and You and a dog named Phunnu: A poem

I could have woken in a Dionysian dream laughing at the drunkenness of footloose And invoked every lesser god in indulgences that involved the orgy of souls transcribing lyrics of metaphysics, and beyond that wisdom of sacred mysteries. Even when I was a child, I harboured a solitude of soul that surpassed the latitudes of ordinary knowledge You can see I did not possess theContinue reading “Me and You and a dog named Phunnu: 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 “