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

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

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

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

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

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

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