Hara-kiri

Hara-kiri

In a city

Committing suicide

I pledged

We would always remain Lovers

I closed my eyes

And jumped off the cliff

Flying through clouds

Feeling the wind

Upon my face

I splashed against pond’s water

Like a tiny raindrop

She was sitting there

In a green dress

Matching the shamrock fields

Where war veterans were buried

Without a trace

She came to me

Kissed me

And killed me with the hidden dagger

I disappeared

2012-05-19

For the Love of the Dead Frog

For the Love of the Dead Frog

Acid flowing on ground

Ants running towards the shaft

Some blood, clotted by time

Cats sniffing the hatred

Delta melted into sea –

Beaten by erosion

Mice find Of Men and Mice

And savored the Men part

Ladybird running from Her Ladyship

A ship bound for chaos

Her Captain is dreadful of living

A lion catered by vixen

Will kill his beloved son

The beast’s beauty was overlooked

The heavenly beauty’s sins seem

Like bursts of innocence

The burnt coffee can’t eradicate the odor of murderer

Police placed ‘do NOT cross’ tape

All around the world

After somebody called in a possible homicide

Of a frog

That turned out to be false

2012-05-13

Vogue: Vague and Vivid

Vogue: Vague and Vivid

Vikings hushed the wolf god

To see the Sun came out

Of his shadowy quagmire

Velvet over silk-body

Honey on rosy-lips

Bore the reason of coffin maker’s death

Vendetta was fulfilled

When water of Red Sea

Changed into blood with vengeance

Velocity changed into ‘Love City’

When I tried to get inside

With accelerated speed I was thrown back

Valance of steel

Between Her Visage and my eyes

Through which I cannot peer

Vagabond space traveler landed

On a barren Earth, 'At last,' he sighed,

'Earth and Moon have collided as they wished'

Vanguard offered armistice

Whilst king was sleeping

And generals were drinking vodka

Vigilante on vigil

To find himself inside vertigo

And outside Shadows and Fog

2012-05-09

Blackouts and Fireflies

Blackouts and Fireflies

Fire beaming at my face

Through thick fog of night

When the near most moon

Was unable to display

The horrors one felt

At the roaring of guns

I asked a firefly

To be my guide

To tell me how to show

The righteous path

To my fellows

She blinked and flown away

Damned to live a life of Proletarian

Cursed to look at sky when betrayed

Left to see the dark side of light

Warned to be watched by secret eyes

Harnessed to reap what others sown

Deserted to find our souls in trenches

2012-05-08

Where Conifers Rule II: Back to Naught

Where Conifers Rule II: Back to Naught

Upon the Horizons

Where God once Woven

The Tapestry of Universe

I met Thee

The Owner of my Soul

And my Heart

If birds tried to fly

And if men tried to hide

Loneliness was the reason!

2012-04-22

The Extra Mile on the Left!

The Extra Mile on the Left!

(Inspired from Divine Comedy’s song ‘Gin Soaked Boy’)

…nest inside sparrow’s chest!

…France inside Paris Heart!

…East inside queer West!

…joker inside his jest!

…revolt inside king’s haste!

…worse inside batter’s best!

…host inside demanding guest!

…jewel inside city’s waste!

…sweet inside bitter taste!

…Love inside Her Hate!

…Ralph inside ‘English Patient’!

2012-04-05~12

Draught is the Destination

Draught is the Destination

I was thrown out

Of my room wrapped

In my beloved quilt

I was told

To marry somebody

I tried

To scare a scarecrow

With a red ribbon

It became alive

And kissed me

My lips were covered

With my blood afterwards

Plague brought by alien bats

(They became pigs on our Earth)

Killed all civilizations

I and old crows were left

To witness

The most horrible dream*

One can imagine!

2012-06-04

*the next "Day-mare" was more horrible, I might write a short story about it.

The Journey

The Journey

When a small butterfly asked me

To open the Window

I didn’t

When a man commended me

To open a window

I tried but couldn’t

I wanted to merge

Into a cloud

To fly to Her

Like a bird

A railway track lost in nothingness

A road going nowhere

To find one self

One has to burn at stake

To think about your loved ones

Is like pondering inside lake

After losing sun to mountains

One becomes wide awake

2012-04-05

Where Conifers Rule

Where Conifers Rule

If mirrors weren't exposing my Soul

I would have wept

While a lonely cloud was running away

I asked mountains

To be my protectors

And to tell God

That I do Love Her

As if people were killed here

The mud was turned red

I saw through my sleepy eyes

An old man carrying funnel

I lost my footings

And fell into a tavern

While vultures craved for eagle’s prey

Hideous thought were over coming day dreams

I found utmost tranquility

In No Man’s Land

2012-04-05

Metamorphosis

Metamorphosis

Life was hell?

No, but the reason it was alive made it hell

If a raindrop could have been searched

In all of ocean water

The search itself would be ridiculed

When Love could be changed into hate

Why, then, hate could not be turned into Love?

Alas! I spent my life in chasing

A dream, dreamt by others

And loved someone

Who could not be mine!

If I can change what I have

Nothing would have demoralized my Soul

In the Search of my Soul-Mate

When Jupiter’s Sign was worshipped by doctors instead of him

He lost his temper and cured all the patients himself

When Death was cheated

He made their life worse than Hell

They cried for him to come

But he turned acid into water!

2012-04-15~17

If I was a Girl

If I was a Girl

(For Pandora)

My brush-stroke innocence would have made people forget Mona Lisa,

My sleepy eyes would have made riders fall of their horses,

My intoxicating body would have killed warriors in Troy,

My smile would have marred the life of Anthony,

My finger tips would have created a new form of music,

And Zeus and Hercules would have fought over me,

For my beauty Edward would have abdicated his throne,

On my wish Genghis would have speared Baghdad,

Upon seeing me in the arms of slave,

King Shahryār would have killed himself,

I would have broken Joseph’s oath of virginity,

Michelangelo would have created only my sculptures,

Keats would have only written for me,

I wish I was a girl who plays with fire and loves ice!

2012-04-17