Month: February 2018

Poetry

The Benevolent Man

The setting sun sprayed ruddiness over the clouds The orange yellowish sky looked ever so beautiful The soft green grass The dark brown tree trunks The flowered branches – All  swathed in the evening  hues A soothing balm to the eyes it was! Serenity spread it’s wings far and wide […]

Poetry

Restless Hawk

The angels of wings are always in flight be the devil or archangel Michael. I’m a hawk, I’m a night owl night barroom flights, fighter, seeing eyes that eye me contact, not blind, a rhythm of sensuality. I take my shower, deep breath, scrub good off my skin, breath in […]

Poetry

Reductiveness

It isn’t peachy-keen to love. To be able to laugh with a loved one is essential. If amor is pushing you to abjection, press the brake paddle. Relationship is like a raiment it can be made-to-measure. Sweep of dysphoria is a side effect. The heart is hooey.       […]

Poetry

Titanic Sweeping the Ides of the Mountains

Titanic-living breezes blow into the loon-tide ship vessel bringing a vessel of neon blue to the ripping wind to skeletons of Ice   Mountains of molded clay melt before a storm of hail and lightning, ushering in molded glass-bottle canvases of Rembrandt-esque heights                      Primal urges of dust and saddle […]

Poetry

Rescue

left abandoned with no choice before I commit my agreement they brutally choked my voice endorsing views crudely opponent; conflict of faiths often transgresses reason listening to heart not head goes saying embroiled with moral wanton all busy in pursuits demeaning; free us from darkness, humanity crying believers forsaken all […]

Poetry

Rebellion

I go to the station, rebellion in my mind. My shoes they are a-burnin’, night is in the sky. Ideals are burnin’ brighter but there are the lives of the soft and easy dyin’: it’s all a crime. The fools of tomorrow, the news and the hopes. The music of […]

Poetry

A Cup of Love

I  ventured  out lonely Sans  caravan  or  companion Angry  with  world  for  no  reason I  was  in a  mood  for  rebellion, Sunshine  felt  scorching, Moonlight  made  me  sad, Droplets  of  rain  irritated  me Spring  season  was  bad, My  frenzied, foul  mood  took me To  a  desolate,  arid  land As  far  […]

Poetry

Meera

‘Come to my pavilion, O my King. I have spread a bed made of delicately selected buds and blossoms, And have arrayed myself in bridal garb From head to toe. I have been Thy slave during many births, Thou art the be-all of my existence’ Sang the princess sitting under […]