Thursday, May 24, 2012

Sadist’s tormenting


Sadist’s tormenting

I told my torturer,
“I want to meet you tomorrow
“Instead of next week”
As if world would meet its end in between

I laughed when my torturer made jest
I wept when my torturer felt pain

Little by little
My torturer absorbed me
While I was lost in those eyes
2012-04-12

Tuesday, May 22, 2012

An Infidel’s God


An Infidel’s God

(Ascription to Michael “Dexter” Hall)

Virtues akin to vices
Stronger has their set of laws
Weaker has their share of exclusive punishments
I won because I strike my opponent first
Before judges could start the bout
When I see my victims
Searching for my next move
I forget my inner dark passenger
And, I myself, change into Dark Angel
Bowing to only Lord –
Red Blood running in veins
I am the creator of red hue
I am the owner of the ‘Slice of Life’
To cut my iffier connection to Homo sapiens’ ewe
I must endear the exalting job of blood spattering
2012-03-20

Monday, May 21, 2012

Chanterelle


Chanterelle

Loosing senses when I was about to see my soul mate
Her Eyes were about to twinkle
Like a quasar
My body was about to erupt
When I lost consciousness
Her aura was too powerful
To see the hidden moon, inside
I had created a sculpture
And worshipped its aroma
So much that my rudder was fevered
And my forehead was ricked
When I reached the pinnacle
Of the mushroom, one that
I had eaten from Her Hands
I heard a last lullaby
Congratulating me for being the last one
Who cared to dance
And played lyre
2012-03-18

Sunday, May 20, 2012

Amour


Am2our

My trivial abyss has awakened again
To haunt me –
Patronizing me to shed more teardrops;
To hear me cry
For Her Arms, I linger and
My lips to cast shadows over Her Lips;
My temples to touch Her Feet;
My fingertips to play unto Her
The Music of my Soul:
Cello on stand afore Her
And violin in my hands
We’d play the ‘New Age’
And then, Chamber, for sure.

O Sun, illuminating the Earth!
Tell Her don’t Leave me
Alone to Darkness
2012-02-19~20

Saturday, May 19, 2012

In Silence


In Silence

I shatter stones into pebbles
I travel to Venice and Naples
I confine myself as chaplain in chapels
I buy flowers with New Shekels
I listen to Fiona Apple’s
I make countless ripples
I fly like seagulls
I change gold into nickels
I scrutinize those scurrilous scruples
I walk on long hair-breadth cables
I become lion and prey on jackals
I devour Her as fire to maples
2012-03-16

Thursday, May 17, 2012

Magic II: Beyond Mountains Lies nothing


Magic II: Beyond Mountains Lies nothing

(Dedicated to my grandmother)

Asking Nostradamus
To precognize my Past

Explorers have given me the name of unassailable
…My acme was unreachable

I killed myself in dark alleyways
So, She would not have to bear the tag of murderer

Souls of Napoleon and Hitler met at Kremlin
The medium burnt himself afterwards

Her mesmerizing Personality
Was melting ice on summits

A physiognomy expert told Her,
“M. Loves You!”
2012-03-15~16

Wednesday, May 16, 2012

Last Breath of Underdogs


Last Breath of Underdogs

No one killed the spirit
Only the confinement inside body
At the same place for millennia
Has stopped its courage
And velour
Needed to make swift decisions
And point blank range bull’s eye

Last egg hatched by the bird
In her secret nest
Was of her rivals!

Striking the bells of the church
And beckoning to the virgin
To the alter
For the best man
Had lost his footings on threshold!

Triumphing over lesser
But bowing before the powerful
2012-03-15

Tuesday, May 15, 2012

La Guillotine


La Guillotine

Why She snatches my breaths?
If I can’t Love Her
The way I want to do
I am alive for I am not dead!
My voice travelled
Across the universe and came back
To listen to its buried tenderness
Was to flog myself
In the brightest hour of Revolution
When the master was burnt
Alongside his slaves
I was creating a list of crimes
Committed by others
Bestowed upon me
Hold the bars!
Look through the vista!
Was the color of your foe’s blood not red?
Clotting in the desert ruled by vultures
Were their women not like your mothers and daughters?
Keeping the last shred of shroud on their dismal bodies
Would butterflies in their fields not call flowers their lovers?
2012-03-14~15

Monday, May 14, 2012

Torrential!


Torrential!

Torpid was hit
By a torpedo
Tornado was cut
By a topaz!

The topknots of Tories
Were torn by Greens
Tormenting the totalitarian
With a tortoiseshell!

A toreador was toppled
Before toting the bull
Upon a topsy-turvy tor
By his own horse!

The topless topography
Of my city was vulgar
And Topiaries of my city
Became tonsured!

Torr of torrid
Torsion my torso
Before I could have
Tossed the Torch, too!
2012-03-14

Sunday, May 13, 2012

Enraptured


Enraptured

When the Jupiter was passing the Venus
And the sun was throwing flares
I saw a broken yellow Moon
Wishing to wish on a wishing star
The tranquil sky was half covered
With smoky clouds
The spring was arriving
Or so was shown by young leaves

Even if I bled to death
Before Her peaceful Eyes
Would She not just shrug Her well poised Shoulders?
With Majestic Grace
2012-03-13

Saturday, May 12, 2012

E3 — Electric, Elastic, Ecstatic


E3 — Electric, Elastic, Ecstatic

Fools thought they had outmanoeuvred Mother Nature
When they discovered fire
When they made wheel
When they created wire
When they found code of amino acid
Outlasting humans was the Science sole aim
Creating bombs and gunpowder
Dynamite was fashioned by a Nobel
Strings begin to sound music
Dragging noise within
The Flute was thrown to the woods
Cells of humans bursting with pleasure
(While happiness is nowhere to be found)
Olympics torch with cell, even
Talking to neighbor needs a cell!

Looking down from Mars
Thousands of years ago
The Last Martian thought
They would ban children from throwing stones
Can death be cheated?
Two stones would eventually kiss
Before rolling on to the bush…
2012-03-11

Friday, May 11, 2012

Magic


Magic

Hypnotizing myself to purge Her Memories
Showing Houdini the right way to escape
Memories serve as Roger serves
(For those who have not their loved ones in their arms)
To cheer and weep alike
But what of me?
My dreams are ended abruptly
By star’s bodyguards
“Who Think they are better than most of us”
******
Solitude was redeemed
When I saw Her
Beside my coffin
Smoothing my outfits
Smiling without knowing
My wings were broken
My face was hidden
Her Lips Touched mine
She said nothing
And went away to the next studio!
2012-03-11

Thursday, May 10, 2012

Empathy: Inferior Civilizations


Empathy: Inferior Civilizations

You love to hurt yourself
Tell me
Have somebody marred your youth
Like mine
That you don’t stop breathing
Inside black holes
Which reveal themselves,
Only in utter throbbing
Ask me
I would weep beside you
Our unchained melodies
Would teach this world
To respect adolescents
Feel me
True insight to my agony
(Can be reached by)
Eavesdropping through my crust
My ecstasy is breaching
My core
Lend me
A moment of trust
You will find me
The best of companion
2012-03-10

Tuesday, May 8, 2012

Nomenclature


Nomenclature

A world divided by names—
East and West, North and South

I wish I was You
Or to be a part of Your Body

Hither sobbing self
Thither lonely Soul

Does Sun not enlighten whole Earth?
Why Black is, then, separated from White?
Why discriminate upon caste or creed?
Why think one religion superior than the other?
And why be proud of your nationality?

Terrorizing your children with your own name
Kissing Ozone goodbye
2012-03-08

Saturday, May 5, 2012

Witchcraft


Witchcraft

Crucifying the Evil
On the Last Day of Upheaval
As the ultimatum to Lucifer
Crime was committed to end all crimes
And that the world is well enough devilish
Without the Devil himself

Regarding the Evil
As the last resort to held
The Festival of the Chaste
Black Flute was on high pitch
To secure more Innocents
And to extract blood from night

Forgetting the Evil
So, one can ask God’s Forgiveness, even
If sins cannot be altered
And overwhelming sorrows
By laughing at your own bleeding heart
Wretched soul caught in your own jaws
My blood was traced
Upon one of Crucifixes outside my lawn
By the best detective of Our Times—
Time, indeed, and
Who was the culprit?

In black, one can see the white
In cry, one can find laugh
In insane, would you dare to find anything?

New buds could be seen
In what of the ruins remain—
Ruined by Loving my infatuation
Eaten by cats and crows!
2012-02-26

Friday, May 4, 2012

Broken Arrow


Broken Arrow

By the Grace of God
You became Hunter
In the Black Forest of wolves
You were lured by a chamois
To run after him
But you fell from precipice
And bled to death
I was the Master of the Boat
I was to take you to the City of Dead
A whirlpool traversed my boat
And captures her
Then, I was dead, too
Guide lost the Path of Wisdom
Hunter became hunted!
2012-02-23

Wednesday, May 2, 2012

Belladonna


Belladonna


Longing for the road
You have walked on forever
Longing for the song
You heard on the Day of Beginning
When the stardust vanished
And leftovers became life

Strange feelings for their voices
A tenacity to kiss
And to hold –to touch
Inside out and more

A lark have given way to cuckoo, it seems
The echo of Big Bang was hidden in Thames

Normans have won again
This Time in New York
‘Wake me up when September ends’

Surrounded by peaceful lights of North
Cremating the Soul in hailstorm
Caught in the eye of Hurricane
Richter scale was unable to measure
Millions who starved themselves to death
The war has won!
2012-02-18 

Tuesday, May 1, 2012

Vacuum


Vacuum


(Ascription to Franz Kafka)

When yours and mine galaxies were in collision
A new world was formed
The world where men become gods
And God was evaporated

The Earth was sentenced to revolve—
Without a Sun
Darkness has usurped darkness
A game of hide-and-seek, between
Dark Mater and Dark Energy

Revolutionaries have hanged themselves in despair
When the Time was nor good nor worse
Clouds have formed craters
Where once their tombs were
And a black chrysanthemum has blossomed in the spring

My violin was lost on the shore of Dead Sea
My tears were wiped by your fingers
The acute passiveness of your silent words
And the Vita Nova in your hand
Have all paralyzed my body

The flood is still inside
And so is the feeling that
My wild spirit wants to escape to oblivion
O Kafka! Be my guide
Like Virgil was to Dante

12-02-09~10