The Great Land

Standing in the land of the great Apaches Midst blooming wild poppies and the mammoth elephant grasses, thinking of the dream that once Martin Luther had. May be the days of  chivalric Camelot are over, as I heaved reclining on the grand arm chair; vicious winds from the North gushed  echoing footsteps of a massive feet …

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Nineties Music

Twerking to lyres of profane pop, sliding steps, bouncy hips, oozing boobs thumping beats shaken to that 90’s pace, grooving, swaying to heart’s  desire, twirling neon yellows,oranges nasal notes, forget jazz ,vintage melodies or Chateau Petrus,  dive in cheap shots. today night lets struck those 90’s chords..

Performance

Appearances kept to disguise the gaunt silhouette  inside, mindless words uttered to subdue million cacophonies of shrunken brains, smiles and more smiles to contain the pools of burgundy pain, plastic tulips  silver cutleries and the glorious  dead shrimp lying in bed of frozen sprouts while giving away the performances  of life-time.   

Madam Neverhurry’s Mysterious Malady

Madame Neverhurry cousin of  Gustav Flaubert’s Mrs Bovary,awoke at past 12 Suffering from a malady Known as melancholy, Casts her glance on the Day’s chore, bored puts The blinds back on, deciding To have some high tea, Summons, mischievous elves On fire wings impatient Yells “to get lost and bring Forth aromatic mint tea with Hazel nuts three …

Psalms

When I was young, I believed in emerald elves & golden goblins, they lived in tranquilly behind the tall elephant grasses, a glee takes over my face when I see vision of the whispering cloud A raven grim hovering around murmuring secrets of azure skies I can overhear the gentle cries of sullen crickets in …

The Soldier

Every time a son fails to return home,  when the grim raven dusk descends; A shooting star trails over the northern horizon, leaving  behind million sparkling diamonds, a hero is fallen in the battlefield, my heart makes a shrieking sound, simply breaking into two halves, his ground beneath me stands still,birds in the brain stop chirping, My boy …

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 …

Metamorphosis

I grew up beyond the grey walls…. Walls that changed hues under varied spells, mama would strictly keep me inside.   The thick silver parapets adorned tiny holes, black ashen specks from where I marveled at the cruel oddity of the world.   A faded sepia of Papa hung at a crooked angle-tilted towards outside,shadowing other …

The Land of Food Lovers

“Mac-Donaldus Tacum,  Infurnus Divina Steakum Panem nostrum daily coffeum withum summum donoughtus”   At every turn a Mac-Donald’s at every curve a Wendy’s, there across the road lay a live breathing hot-dog under the careful gaze of cozy Connecticut Sun.   The lush garden free flows with aroma of Dunkin -Doughnut’s coffee, all I need is …

When I Die

When I die, do not cremate me lets not erect massive tombs or embellish any symbols, Let nature take its course.   No one will weep or mourn Just abandon my body on The Towers of Silence of ancient Zoroastrians followers of Ahura Muzda.   Scavengers will nibble, maggots will feast, worms will build their abode …