I
A Millimeter Melancholy
‘I’ can fire, light and sing my songs
To the romancing ears
Of curvy gulf dunes,
Residing in the dreams of island-pearls !
Ah, emotional fetters,
The queenly-winds attached
On the ruined legs
Of my over-romantic travels
Became prime bleeding flowers.
Peeling off the aromas
Petal by petal, ‘I’ did soothe
And eternize
The hurt of my blonde-Summer.
Now my eternal Sunkisses carry the sad mouth of the Earth.
My Sunsoul dissects
And deciphers melancholy of Earth
From the turbulent nucleus
Of its emotional struggles,
Millimeter
By millimeter.
For Promethean rebellion, unending Love and Eternity !
II
Because, “ My Poetry Is Song And Punishment ! ”
Everyday is Sun-day in Solar System, because, ‘I’, Sun, Pablo Neruda and my Promethean ‘I’ncarnations rule Solar System, Earth, Poetry and ART from Alpha to Omega ! . . ‘I’, Sun, Pablo Neruda and my incarnations are the supreme vigilante and punishing Gladiator for the tyrants, evolved animals, evolved monkeycraps, the unstraight meredust evolved plagiarizing NUMAson, from Alpha to Omega !
Promethean ART and Poesy are like blood and breath ! . . ‘I’ can’t separate both from Life, reality ! . . ‘I’ pen protest poems to analyze the conditions of my Earth, human society, to record turbulent-time and to give ruthless punishments to tyrants, despots, fanatics, evolved animals and unstraight mere-dust evolved plagiarizing Numacrap, from Alpha to Omega !
Like everything, human society and protest-poetry change from time to time ! . . But, tyranny, despotism, fundamentalism or Evolution is like the wretched chameleon, it has many proverbial colors to blind the masses !
Every protest needs diverse strategies to expose or stop the evils of the War ! . . That too before another Hiroshimas, fat boys, Smiling Buddhas or atom bombs get exploded by the evil hands of tyranny, despotism, fundamentalism or Evolution ! . . ‘I’ incarnate, ascent or descent to crush down the animal consciousness which enslave the thinking races and unthinking races alike !
‘I’m the rebel-Lion of Revolution for Earth and my poor earthlings ! . . The radiant smiles of my adored Earth are my only life sustaining capsules ‘I’ feast daily against my death ! . . My life is truthfulness, my mission is rebellion and my Fire is unbeaten salvation ! . . And my Earth’s revolutions around ‘I’, Sun, is the undisputed Assumption, Rebellion and Testimony ( ART ) from Alpha to Omega !
III
Because, ‘I’ only scratch my Earth !
‘I’ came to Earth, to love only Earth.
‘I’ came to Earth, to die for Earth.
‘I’ came to Earth, to incarnate for Earth.
Though ‘I’ knew nothing of Earth
My eyes started portraying her
In the atrium of my Sunsoul.
Earth became the daily life, talks
And vibes of my sensuous thoughts.
‘I’ rule my Earth and her dreams
For her jocund revolution always !
Earth is always willing only for my legendary actions !
IV
Promethean Rebellion
Earth is the only revolving perfume,
Magical anthem, in May, only for ‘I’ !
Naked bed of roses
Embraces my Fire.
‘I’ burn away pillows
Of disappointment.
Kissing Fire and hymns
Of my long Life
Prosper and drill
Only on lips, breasts and vortex of Earth.
‘I’ look around the inspiring mounts.
‘I’ see only breasts and curves of Earth.
‘I’ lean down, and burn kissing my Earth.
‘I’ rise, in perfumed kisses of my Earth.
Only Earth and ‘I’ boomerang Eternity !
Finally,
‘I’ give my Earth my hairy Sun-chest
To fit-on, sleep-on and dream-on
A thousand years.
V
My Pole Star
Only Earth is my Pole Star
‘I’ love to kiss, pen, dig, ruin and scratch
From Alpha to Omega !
Because, only my adored Earth
Astonish, love, ruin –
And heal ‘I’ every night
As she blossoms and smiles
In a peerless and predestined orb,
As my only Pole Star.
As my only Soul-mate
Of eternal Love,
Abbreviating the visibly infinite
Chemical distance
Between a lovely-planet and
A cluster-less
Penning Sun, ‘I’.
‘I’ am not alone or dead anymore.
Earth propels my rebellion, Love and Fire,
Vertically and horizontally !
~ Sanju Clement
Kerala, India