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 …

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Wounded

I don’t carry with me golden strings of pompous words, nor an embroidery of the  embellished locutions for  what I carry in me is a bleeding heart from where words gush out a greenish pus from decomposing wounds forever in loop for they never heal, as my brain keep playing the same slapstick movie again and …

Mamma (Mother)

(This poem is a tribute to my mamma ( as I call her) for being an amazing mother, for raising two children single, working hard to put food in our hungry bellies, for loving us so much, for setting us free and fad away)   Carried in warm waters of her womb for 280 days …

Snobbish Indifference

Stolen glances  missing beats  those translucent moments, porous  breaths evaporated  in cheap sooty puffs  of gas-station cigarettes, lungs  choked of highway psychedelics, motel caffeine to measure vaccant hours of  your casual neglect,  I measure from puff to puff, smoke to smoke and make most of those empty hours, all while gazing at your  sinful lips, marveling the …

Love And Lovers

Love a deceitful whispered silently in cold nights gently waking me from a self induced delirium, echos of those chatters and laughters, lingering on in some nights, for Love remains deceitful and dimpled lovers elusive , I humbly accept what my beloved offers knowing that price paid for few moments and sighs in love  is much …

Fangs of Sadness

Like a seizure sadness took hold of my withered heart a brutal blow , frenzied  it leapt, spat it’s venom  in tubular veins to merge with red liquids, now in possession of every fold of the body,  even when joyous  petals touche my cheek, love birds suckle on heavenly nectars, or naked rain drops take me in …

Voids of hearts

Voids of hearts are like withered leaves of bygone autumns   Young saplings do sprout in vibrant  springs, hope  takes birth in  fissures of  Earth    But the gloom of  marble tombstones erected on scarlet hearts forever lingers    Tombs inscribed on polished ruby  hearts stand like rows of platoons  of martyred  leaves   Midst celebrations  of …

Endurance

Every dawn I travel back -forth from hell blazing flames of pain resting in the darkest gorges of  sufferings torments me as naked infernos burn my parched skins   Revealing to me  translucent blisters hiding beneath my skins but as the coolness of  dusk swaddles me in its scarlet twilights   I swallow my miseries like  a bitter pill …

Those Charms & Glows

I’ve possessed my bitter sorrows long back, Adorned and wore it as part of my flesh , Pains which gushes as streams of scarlet blood through blue veins, raging as river Nile  Like whiffs of cheap psychedelic drugs, I  consumed every bit and angle of my grief  For a woman doesn’t become a woman until …

Sinful Dips

I took sinful dips in vast seas of love embracing you tightly, with a terror of drowning in the deep waters of desires, wines from your lips did wonders for I went and came back from the hell fires, back and forth taking sinful dips in the waters of love.   Shedding all vestiges of …