she stands there wearing strange socks
speedy recovery from a frivolous illness
looking at the surroundings
I almost have an apocalyptic vision
the inklings of that echoes in my literary works
gnarled roots do not go with healthy poppies
such a weird thought,
a passing fancy of desiring thorns.
with an audible sigh,
I dread her entry into the teens
thirteen going on thirty
I go blue in the face thinking.
"she standing in the midst of chaos-
such an apt epilogue for the goings in my mind"
Sunday, October 26, 2014
Sunday, October 19, 2014
a shadow of childhood is glimpsed
I can't play a martyr-
not to you, a complete stranger now
why are you preaching like a seer?
I am alone maybe, not lonely-
why wonder what secret makes me go-
why are you astounded by my laughter?
remember, it is the steel in me
that you never could see.
"I will not be a prisoner of the past
while the future shines like a diamond"
Sunday, October 12, 2014
such a tease in that mirror
just that the flesh has a mind of its own
it only listens to lust
such a torture for both our brains
but I am not going to chicken out
my mind trains itself discipline
it is not uniform thought
i am no machine
"let me rub lotion on me
a mundane task in the river of emotions"
Sunday, August 10, 2014
my eye catches the heart in you
I bend to it
there is no limit to hold those parts
I want everyone out of my way
our way gives on to east lane
there is still a grain of truth
it is in that straight line
yet randomly held by a thin thread
sound is but silent
I would be in it
delineated yet distinct
you watch from afar
aloof to all but yourself
Sunday, July 06, 2014
blind to the ragged rain
a wavering candle hidden beneath a cape
ghosts call for blood
as he runs to the foot of the hill
arms akimbo blind to everything other than to escape
a mission impossible to achieve
"if only it was just as simple to run away from inner fears"
Sunday, June 01, 2014
I don't wish to chase any now
I would rather follow the sturdy terrain
continue paving the way to that field where
the scent of the flora beckons me
I propel forward by an unknown force
and lean against a tree to gather my breath
the jovial wind touches me with fluid movements
the hard earth underneath my feet steadies me
yet I am distracted by a nameless something
"at least I won't be needing my pills tonight
I am already so high on nature"
Sunday, May 25, 2014
I survey before me
stuck in there
a display for donations
treat for some eyes maybe
my smile is fixed
I can't laugh anymore
take me out of here, mate
I have a meeting in few hours
listen to my heart flutter
while pigeons squeak in the background
north or south
do I really care?
let me climb down
before my face explodes
and you see that in a news report tomorrow
on second thoughts
I will stay here
let the meeting come to me
"walls are what we build to be secure
then why do we feel that loss of freedom?"
Sunday, May 18, 2014
in the regency era-
they with alabaster skin
ask for bread.
such graphic images,
with plastic smiles-
we observe the chaos.
a force, not a disaster,
follows people, even into the mines,
within the minds.
"falling from that altitude will result in incognimity,
but for now let us serve you better"
Sunday, May 11, 2014
a clumsy attempt to fly
dreams land on the sharp edge of axe
shattering sky can't make her vanish
clouds settle to listen to her pleas
no amount of name calling can bring her down
in her suspended state
no one can rub into her thoughts
sky melts into her
droplets fall on the ochre ground
how she desires a snowed feeling
as she cuts the clouds with a knife
"atmosphere seeps into her skin-
making her oblivion a mockery"
Sunday, May 04, 2014
clipping my wings
you have nailed me to the wall
those serving spoons have more life
crucified, you might think
I will be worshipped for my eyes
I wish to break free like a blackbird
broken yet with an aura
I savour the moment of standing tall
see that glow on my facade
moonless night has no light...
you cannot see me play dead
a pretension of sorts
I promise I will arise from that ghastly wall
that aura will follow me around