A Wind’s Tale

Started at 3 pm to look for morality, Hours minutes pass by, Walking waiting sleeping But road to morality seemed long On the curvy path few are busy, Some in slumber, some don’t  really care… My guardian angel texted ” do not disturb” Keep on marching, keep on trudging  Perhaps one must ask what is …

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An Ordinary Beauty

Today once again in A celebration of a beauty So ordinary, blew me a candle  Ordered a velvet cake  Smeared some face paint Painted lips red  Put on those choo heels  And performed ablutions to Medusa The goddess of our kinds  Hollowed eyes, sunken cheeks  Frizzy hair, flabby flesh  Sagging bosom, plunging neck  Echoing an …

A Lone Train

Chuk Chuk Chuk Chuk… A lone train screeches as it travels through the hollower valleys and gasping Wastelands   Chuk Chuk Chuk Chuk… Piercing through the bare empty winds bursting into open clouds thundering straight into the darker nights on narrowest bridges   Chuk Chuk Chuk Chuk… carrying in it the ghost passengers, yes those …

Valley of Fear

Between here and over there Respites a bleak valley of fear Where dwells wailing widows Behind those green meadows Mourning deaths of bleeding lovers An ugly cloud over it always  hovers I sometimes halt at the fork Deciding which trail to unlock Every path passes the same valley For its almost a blind alley Shall …

The Triumph

Between insatiable expectations  and the limited realities  lingers harsh disappointments a man becomes a man when  he seeks solace in disappointments fathom his limited realities  while treasuring the insatiable  expectations , for triumph of a man lies  in dreaming and failing.      

The Loveliest Soul Of All!

One fine day, the prophet of love summoned his four apostles to bring forth, the most lovable soul, the emissaries laughed for bestowing upon the task so basal” how difficult it would be?” Grinned the one with an air of disdain but with the task in hand and the urgency of the prophet, the four proponents …

No Desire Is Mightier

I know not… Was it a dream or a drowsy opiate slumber? As I stood on a tortured sea-shore and cast my eye on the swollen waves passionately  kissing my naked feet making love to me with a brutish force taking me in its azure vinyl embrace slowly grasping my flaming flesh with a fiery …

For I’ve Seen

For I’ve seen… The smiling faces are never the happiest kinds The crying ones are not always the gravest types The silent demeanor’s may not always the honest ones The truthful souls most often are the angry beings  For I’ve seen…  

Cacophony Of Sounds

Silence fills you like nothing else a need, an addiction a compulsion Let the seconds, minutes, hours  be infused with-quietness  draw the blinds of heart rejoice in tranquility of poise contractions stillness of fleeting moments freeze the much pervasive solitude  pause the endless cacophony  of incoherent sounds, of million thoughts.  Let our hearts become the …

Love

Love is in the sigh of an aching lover It is at the feet of an aging mother Love is in the petals of a beautiful rose, It  is in the farewell of a soldier who goes Love is in the act of a divine consummation  It  is in a pleasure of an orgasmic elation  …