The Persian Laila

Having feasted past-midnight, PersianLaila got up lazily at the stroke of twelve. Wearing her sparkling tiara, she rose with a numbing headache resultant of a hangover, Caused by the left-over French champagne that she drank greedily from the China glass of her Benevolent master. Her master’s darling she occupied a special place in his cozy lap …

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Lofty Desires

I aimed for the mountain top while rare florets ooze from the ground beneath me, I longed for the sparkling stars neglecting the lapis lazulis laying on the beds of the mighty rivers  I craved to suckle on the heavenly nectar, while bees synchronized intricate combs in my backyard then when the dusk spread its …

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 …

Words Never Fail

I’ve filled the voids of my soul with slants of words, the curvatures of alphabets to gratify the endless nights of effervescent passions.   In the deepest abyss of malevolent nights, I’ve implored the meanings of your desertion through the arches of letters.   The denied kisses through the strokes of symbols, the dearth of …

Pilgrimage To The Groccery Store

For Ms. Andrea A voyage to a grocery store is a holy kind Pilgrimage to store after 6 is must Painstakingly adorned hair with kanzashi  Delicately crimson-painted lips Sets out ethereally on route number five Enthroned high on the corner seat Majestic, every inch a royal Like sultry Cleopatra on the golden voyage Flanked on …

Mirror

I looked myself in mirror not able to recognize the former self, wrinkled hollow, patched skin Cracks, folds open up  Oozing dry white lumps  lose bosoms hanging out Echoing a common tale  sordid but mundane An ordinary but of millions Unrecognized in sea of people Burden of sagging skin  Bulbous bones and aching heart Falling …

Ram’s Arrival (Ramayan)

The sacred sounds of thousand conch shells piercing through the eerie silences of deafening  decades, a mammoth Himalayan cloud bursted  in the Northern horizons over the legendary kingdom of Ayodhya on the banks of fabled Sarayu River.   The thundering clouds wrestled, the wombs of giant Earth quivered, the regal blue-eyed peahens ruffled their gilded …

Let us you and I

Let us you and I once again meet beneath the vast skies hold hands and take long walks   In shadows of blushing trees of fall on embellished carpets of florescent leaves pour out the maladies of the souls   Listen in serenity few beats of our hearts narrate to each other the ancient tales …

If I ever asked to live a dream

Oh! If I ever asked to live a dream, It would be adjacent to a river stream where the topaz rays of the sun will beam. I will build myself a wooden cabin of dream.   Where hues of porcelain charmed elves will dwell. just hoping all of it is not some beautiful spell, Golden …

Countdown For The Day

Morning sun shone In its full glory Coffee quarrels  Stiff body Artificial catnap Sleep aid pills Did it’s wonder Neighbor’s black poodle  Vanity Lazing on mosaic porch Lusting a blooming orchid Licking edges of master’s fingers Spray roses with No fragrance Hung neatly in cheap Edwardian vase On yellowish marble mantle Incoherent gibberish bla bla Of …