(I never thought you were a self-seeker Trump, but you can never get my loyalties for your perversities! And I certainly cannot stomach that selfish Anthony Albanese you may adopt for your convenience!) Do you think my mind has hide and not membrane that doesn’t bleed when you cut it deep by traumatising me And my scholastically dutiful heart doesn’t palpitate, even if I amContinue reading “Heed! It’s getting late in the day for me, but I can get angrier!: A poem “
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I am not going to have love for a ransom!: A poem
Beyond the taboos of societal boundaries is the first star-point (bindu) speaking for itself This is more than what you all can reckon That is the reason you all disapprove of my weapons! When the disbelief of dishonour pervades time and everyone succumbs to that disgrace When a lone fighter thought he could make you all perceive the truth you did not wish to perceive! Continue reading “I am not going to have love for a ransom!: A poem “
Yes, a pet can teach you to be a Phoenix!: A poem
I don’t know if there is any truth in the long-alleged veracity that Sappho of Lesbos was a lesbian for her passionate poems about her island filled with beautiful female under-studies! But I can say I am not a narcissistic homosexual for loving myself! And I am certainly not a misanthrope for despising a few Men! I just like you all toContinue reading “Yes, a pet can teach you to be a Phoenix!: A poem “
Poetry should not only be confessional, but also be a bid at self-assertion!: A poem
I have written so much Poetry of late I have written so much, even though I had to wait! They are not all constituted of rhythm and rhyme; Some are lines of pithy aphorisms, and some are prosaic narratives! I can feel that ideas in words can prompt you to discover yourself in hard-copy cut-outs even if aContinue reading “Poetry should not only be confessional, but also be a bid at self-assertion!: 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 “
This toast to the vision of Mum and Dad!: A poem
I am able to see visions in solitude’s stare These blessings are misunderstood by many, though are gifts that are rare! Now I see a vision of my Mother out there The beauty of her making a circle in thin air And the ink of my blood of love spills in these lines They are of nectarine taste; ambrosial, sweeter than any wine! Mother’s wordsContinue reading “This toast to the vision of Mum and Dad!: A poem “
Would I hear the poetry of my soul, even without recognition?: A poem
Would I, if I wrote a poem that was brief and was rugbyfied by too many commas, semi-colons and full-stops, sound as terse to the reader as it may be to me? Or a more derogatory pithy! I can have an entire mailing list of ideas pinned on the office board of my study, without crossing over the page, albeit concise! Would that be enthralling toContinue reading “Would I hear the poetry of my soul, even without recognition?: A poem “
What has been denied…what has been espied!: A poem
Do you know desire can become so imminent a fire that it ceases to be an illusion and snaps all boundaries between imagination and reality! So that what you fantasise becomes a truth of reckoning; even the mirror gives you that feeling! There are the woods that beauty gets you into! An enchanted castle, that seems achievable to access, even ifContinue reading “What has been denied…what has been espied!: A poem “
Sol Invictus; and the time between you and me my darling!: A poem
I have my divinity devolve to you and back again to me, like a game of passing the parcel between us! Must I reckon that a wondrous unpalatable eternity went on and out of the dimensions Like webs that form and must be acceptable Because sustenance became inexorable after the infiltration; and sin became indispensable! We are in an are not. Is it my dreamContinue reading “Sol Invictus; and the time between you and me my darling!: A poem “
Mother, will it ever play `Believe’?: A poem
Mother, looks like nothing’s gonna change! Everything’s gonna remain just the same! I sit hopelessly atop a mountain seeing a rabid civilisation eat up my vegetation! Where stands creation in this thankless gobbledegook? I never got the praise reserved for a magnificent chef or cook! I was just salivated at by crooks! I hear the song playing: `Let it be!’ Did I ever hear you tell me that, Mother? I take example from how you servedContinue reading “Mother, will it ever play `Believe’?: A poem “
