Good Bye to Humans,

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Satan Sleeping in the Year of Snake

Satan Sleeping in the Year of Snake

Pleading to Angel to burn your sins;

To listen to your soul’s recently unearthed melody;

To banish your frightening nightmares;

But Amazon has lost keenness to exhale oxygen.

My desire to worship the Omnipotent was rejected;

My outburst of ‘I’m You’ was seen as the tipping point

Towards an epidemic of insanity in Heavens.

I created fire to make water happy,

Then, I forgot to kneel before Adam

So he can thrive on a rock.

When Pharaoh’s priests wanted the severed head of an unborn child,

I executed an innocent murderer;

When he needed to raise him

I guised the horrific answer in his insomniac dreams.

I told Hitler you can win Passchendaele

Again if you commit suicide.

I laughed when the first pebble was cast upon me

By my own apostle, who didn’t knew

That he’s the “Chosen One.”

2013-05-27

Taboo

Taboo

I meant to ask You, O Moon, ages ago,

Why had You Wept black Tears that still shadow Your ethereal Beauty?

But my finger was stopping me from speaking,

Lest the secret police of the gods condemn You to gaol called Pluto's Oval Orbit.

Then in a Nebula outside my home, I heard a new-born baby crying,

While gods leapt to comfort her, I SOSed to an asteroid with a flash torch.

It hit me back with quasar!

My brother [from another planet] needed the knowledge of how humans are born,

So he kidnapped her while they were eating sleeping pills.

When You made the darkness visible, I couldn't suffer the beauty of them.

They were so innocent that horn of a small car made them running for cover,

But I didn't knew that they were planning a carefully designed accident

To crush the driver, and, indeed, all naysayers.

As I was losing my courage,

My brother told me, you need Her, to create a star of your own. 

I chuckled, I'm Earth condemned to revolve without Sun,

She's Moon, Who doesn't know how to accept gift of Love,

How can we nurture life?

He said, ask Her why She gaze you with Her dreamy Eyes every night whether you see Her or not.

She makes water of your oceans rise and fall ceaselessly;

She makes vampires thirty and werewolves hungry;

She makes phones ringing in every emergency center

For criminals loses their minds after they see their faces in Her Shine –

All this to get your attention, to wake you and stupid Cupid from deep slumber;

To be caressed by your broken figure;

To be loved by your stigmatic core;

To be hidden in your inner magma;

To be held by your surreal scaffold;

To be possessed by your demon lord;

To be blazed by your wild fire;

To be satiated by your green lakes;

And to be completed by your eternal completion.

Go, and don't look back

Or you'll become a laughter unleashed at a soirée.

2013-08-23

Ode to Life

Ode to Life

See, I bit life and life “bytes” me back;

I live in an electric green room full of 0s and 1s,

Where electricity dances like Wordsworth’s Daffodils;

I crave for the gray world of movies and TV;

To act like novice on stage, and to break into a “corpse”

I sit tightly in front of static signals to look for reminisces of Big Bang;

While I try to fine tune my analogue signals,

And to teleport QWERTY over Wi-Fi,

I play with myself: I kick football and pitch baseball onto bleeding walls;

I read the same sentence –

Which the Judge handed over to me through Orwellian tube –

From a blasphemous book over and over (and all);

I weep in the arms of digits, ISO letters and useless stats;

I salute flags, even of our sworn enemies;

I collect news clippings just to throw them into fire;

I empty and fill caskets with water;

I rearrange my room until everything is left broken;

I write extravagant worlds which mean nothing;

Far away my hell awaits me ‘With Arms Wide Open’,

For how great a life would be if one’s only noteworthy possession is a 100 Lira coin!

 2013-06-29

A Medley of International Current Affairs and Delusions of Reference, Part II

A Medley of International Current Affairs and Delusions of Reference, Part II

After I cease to exist:

My feet would make no prints on water;

My answers won’t be questioned;

My smiles would no longer be feared;

My dark side won’t come into light;

My ancestors would not be called into disrepute;

My windshield would not stop me from breathing;

My chessmen would no longer be set according to governing rules;

My sister would not have a role model to hide;

My Love would not be my bride;

My glass won’t be full of untouched vintage champagne;

My hands would not stretch towards a whistling cobra;

My karate lessons would not be used to make daring ones spit blood;

My eyes would no longer be out of their sockets to reveal tiny veins of lifeless formation;

My death day would be same as my birthday:

When I broke the Reds and split the Balkans,

When I cracked the Berlin Wall,

When I made them won world cups in a quartet of sports,

When I ordered, ‘Bryan, lend your voice to Robin!’

2013-06-25

How to Find Soil in the Water?

How to Find Soil in the Water?

A forgotten trailer horns on the roadside

To tell the fortune teller that his last breath would soon vanish in ether;

A lost child is stroking a half burned tire with a dead man’s cane;

Fire fighters are throwing rusty leaves on a cat they've just killed;

My Owner has called an ambulance for the limping paramedic

Who has been performing CPR on me;

The false prophet is making us believe that moon has a gay radiance about her.

(Then…)

The examiner asked, ‘which of the above is ethically incorrect?’

I bluntly replied, ‘no one owns anybody!’

An amazed look in his cold eyes displayed that I've committed the worst irony known to “man-kind”.

Without looking at me he F’d me.

2013-06-24

Owl has awakened

Owl has awakened

A small bat has just flown past the full moon,

A stray dog has been barking at a James’ ghost,

A fearless jackal has slew my neighbor’s rooster,

And black cat’s eyes shone in the deadly darkness.

(In other news,)

Vampires are miserably searching for us,

They’re biting each other for fun,

‘Kids’, they whisper, ‘that’s how it’s done.’

The eldest one cry in hollow voice, ‘we’re different,

‘(Let’s be, Amen!)’

Through the trees they’d eventually find us;

Cut our throats, drink our blood,

And dance beside our dead bodies

‘Til we wake up and join the fraternity to search for our first kill.

And before we know it,

Werewolves would be swarming from everywhere to end the cycle (of death).

2013-06-23

Vision

Vision 

My bleeding fingers touched the Tips of Her slender Fingers;

My tearful eyes looked inside Her green Eyes;

My trembling lips hesitantly kissed Her rosy Lips;

My fuzzy hair gently brushed against Her silky Hair;

My feeble arms embraced Her for the longest time possible;

But, at last, I had to say goodbye to Her picturesque Apparition

In the sullen old mirror of a dressing table,

For I couldn't bid farewell to Her in reality.

2013-07-06

Duress: Death-blow to a Self-created Demon

Duress: Death-blow to a Self-created Demon

I’m a moth, flying

In the dark to the edge of Universe,

Where another Big Bang is awaiting to let fall curtains

Over a trillion years old “Tragedy of Errors”

My belief in the happy ending is still unyielding,

But my clear monochrome direction

Is praised by Atheists even,

To the point whereupon I started

To have doubts on my Puppet Show’s raison d’être

From the Vantage Point I felt

A certain desire to address

A final “State of the Uni-verse”

For the benefit of my truly frightened ones:

Perhaps, an abstract promise of unfathomable Paradise;

Or, visibly fake hopes of an ultimate status quo

In the end (of the new beginnings.)

2013-06-12

W

W

What if letters mean nothing?

Imagine if u is an unfinished dream of a sculptor;

 I is a coarse match of hide-and-seek between dot and dash;

And v is the vista in the broken fingers?

The intangible words formed by footwork of a raven

Cannot show the true pain of pulsating megnatar –

The twinge of universe for being far from tears and

Silence which can break the core of white dwarf.

2013-06-02

W, continues

Sometimes I feel hurt because nothing is kind enough to hurt me,

So, I tried to find sadness in the sunset but without my Tormentor that’s also in vain.

I’ve paid a heavy price for being taken care of without my consent:

I’ve forgotten –like hope vanishes from a jumper’s eyes who’d forgotten his parachute –the art to shed tears on a pillow.

I feed myself with artificial dangers:

To look at a tornado’s simulation and shout, “come to me, baby” only to find it has changed its route!

Then, I feel God has “dumped” me for the sake of my happiness, eh…[i]

I begged and begged but no mysterious knock on door in the dread of the night woke me up from my long bearish stupor;

Or to tell me about the traveler who has lost in wilderness of a brightly-lit room.

When I looked down from my space shuttle’s lone window, I saw radiation has already burnt down my home to ashes.

2013-06-13

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[i] See you in 1551 A. D!

The Day

The Day

I tried to put life in poison

And dried my tears with water;

When I pried through unreachable door of Justice

I cried for Love of darkness –

How can words console me?

How can ocean satiate my thirst?

If fear can’t stray me from moonlit forest

The valley was sipping from my veins –

Life as we not know it!

Brothers from another planet abducted my thoughts:

She’s opening floodgates for your ailing rival; or,

They’re putting dead vermin under your vulnerable skin;

My Crush was portrayed as a venomous mermaid.

I cried, ‘no’ but couldn't close my eyes,

(Not because they had stopped me,

Rather I wanted to have leverage over Her.)

2013-05-19

The Master

The Master

I wrote my last lines on a sea shell

And throw it far away, where

The Hunter found it and sold it to a snail

Empress fought for it

Then, gave it to You, Who

Was sickened by the sight of her, even

So You give it to Hermes, and he

Brought it to Apollo, who

Thought it was a lyre and breathed in it,

Thus, my words became immortal,

While You fall in Love

With him instead of me, I wept

In Empress’s empty bosom, then

She betrayed me, to flee

With the Hunter, who

Bartered her for a chamois, and

Died during the hunt, after

Falling from the cliff

I took his unclean soul to the Underworld, and

Got Medusa’s Curse from Pluto!

2013-05-09

Placebo

Placebo

When we touched the red umbrella,

I felt a divine energy is sweeping through my pores,

Relieving me from my demons;

Waking me from my nightmares;

Fondled my soul's untouched layers;

Dashing my every fear;

Rescuing me from asylum's chains;

Unearthing my deepest Love and passions.

Now, tell the truth that thrives:

Did you felt the same drives?

Or, was it all a fantasy,

A low bow and curtsy;

A cruel imagination

And wicked abstraction;

Was that just refraction in the water?

My Love, then, don't tell me the painful fact,

Lie, but say you felt the same angelic involvement:

And you thought,

‘Je suis tombé pour lui,

‘Son énergie positive résonne autour de moi,

‘Je me sens que ses doigts créent la musique, je n'ai jamais entendu parler avant,

‘Ses respirations silencieuses prennent la mienne loin.

‘Nous volons ensemble dans l'espace,

‘Nous sommes devenus le sauvage vagues de l'océan de l'amour,

‘Et entouré par un voile de ravissement,

‘Nous vivons extase delà de ce monde,

‘Et n'importe quel mot."[i]

Cram me with the untrue,

Yet I'll believe in you:

I'll look to you to be just as Themis;

Pure as Athena and Minerva;

More beautiful than Hathor and Venus;

More innocent than Isis and Pandora;

As Holy as Maria - Stella Maris;

And more sacred than Inana.

My "Frigg", nothing in the Universe I would not do for you,

Look, my heart is bleeding red tears of sorrow,

(Like there is no past and tomorrow,)

Red like the umbrella we lingeringly held for some endless moments.

2013-04-20

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[i] The following is the original verses written in English: 'I'm falling for him,

'His positive energy is resonating around me,

'I'm feeling that his fingers are creating music I have never heard before,

'His silent breaths are taking mine away.

'We are flying together in space,

'We have become the untamed waves of the Ocean of Love,

'And surrounded by veil of rapture,

'We are experiencing ecstasy beyond this world,

'And any word.'

Limericks: Oxymoron

Limericks: Oxymoron

Ask the lion to sit on the drum,

Navigate the kite from mountain’s brim,

Test the firearm on a bubblegum,

Cut bread with the edge of ice cream

Happily err in 2+2 sum,

See through open eyes an artificial dream,

Go to trials where losers come,

Touch the prism and vanish the beam

Fail the choir with falsetto hum,

Hire a barber to doubt in bright trim,

Call dead reverend to play numb,

Hide smiles to a confident grim,

Pass the last test and look glum,

Work for max and use vim.

2013-04-27

After Searching for my Beloved

After Searching for my Beloved

Shattered in tears

I left Damascus

The once home to him

I confessed on that threshold

That my Love killed you

My lust for fame was at last quenched

When the well drank

Your blood

My schizophrenic thoughts

Ventured far beyond Mt. Kaf

My dark soul

Usurped the Protector

They called me mystic

While I was dancing in fear

My namesake turned nemesis

Disclosed my secret

O Rumi…

Shield me from myself

2012-11-19

The Land Stained Yellow

The Land Stained Yellow

In my utter despair

When on the brink of destruction

I saw a path

Heading towards my eternal dream

My Soprano –my peace; then,

I lost my audacity

And slept on the rail line:

I hide myself

In red duct tape room

To find my eerie solace

In blasphemous books

Crying for the last cootamundra wattle

Inside my heart

O mountains be merciful

To the new madman in town

2012-11-17

Waxing Trials

Waxing Trials

In Your Arms

I’m ten and nigh

I’m dream and sigh

In Your Arms

I shed tears and cry

I lost and try

In Your Eyes

My shadow lurks

My body burns

In the dread of the night

I called Eureka

I shined in forsaken rocks

Like mica

From the garden of daydreams

I plucked flowers of yucca:

From miles away

You pour the red nectar

Of Your heart-shaped Lips

Into the underground river

From that

I drank and drank

To lose my conscience

Under the starry sky

When I woke up

I named the most beautiful constellation

After You

And worshiped You

Upon seeing me gazing

The constellation –You –

Your father committed me

To the asylum

When You hidden in rags

Like a pearl

Came to see me

We both ran away

To a country unknown

There, you found

A black rose

You loved it

You imagined: this is My prince

Even the rose had to fulfill

Your whim

And in a moment’s flash

It was as human as me

But You didn't accept…

My plea

And went away with him

From the garden of reverie…!

2012-11-11

[Untitled II]

[Untitled II]

Love,

Teach me, how to swim in Thy Sea;

Or, I shall certainly be drowned with no mercy.

Teach me, how to dance before Thee;

Or, there would no movement left to see.

Teach me, how to sing Thy Praise

Or, the silence would sweep me away, in days.

Teach me, how to fly like an Angel

Or, the broken wings would land me in Hell.

Teach me, how to weep, how to cry;

Or, a dead without coffin would remain to dry.

Oh Love,

Come and teach me the Lesson…

The Lesson of Life,

And, the Lesson of Passion.

Tell me, how to be like votive,

If pierced by Sorrows…
Cradled alone to froze.

Oh Love,

For once, take me to Her Mansion,

(I will gently ask Her to be my bride,)

Would Thou not erase all my apprehension?

Eventually, that shall be Thy Pride!

2011-03-02

Lost! Or Mirage in the Desert

Lost! Or Mirage in the Desert*

When they tried to kill the mare

I was a witness:

I laughed, I cried

I hid my face

In Your Arms

I forgot the lash hitting my face

I forgot that it’s time for You to go

Afternoons of July

Nights of December

Longing for the dream to come true

An axe hurting me

An arrow hurting You

The never ending twilight

The never ending peril

Is it the lust of vodka?

Or the sadist in us:

(He who hurt shall never drink my vine,

Licker, beknowest thy day has come,

Kiss thy inner Satan,

Who makest thou a log for eternal fire!)  

(II)

While others were eating

I drank

From a river – azure river

Inside the water resides shining pebbles

Glaring like diamante

I become camel

They laughed

And fastened me to a pole

I broke the pole

They caught me

And cut my forelegs

They barbecued them

In front of my eyes

A tear-drop lost in sand

A mind lost to absurdity

I joined them in laughter

And ate my legs!

(III)

And death was in view

And my baby sister lies naked,

Shivering as hell

Then, smiling as a lady of the night

Her childish smile

And red vine like lips

Were kisses of death

Cut to teenage:

She is sitting on my leg

Asking to be honoured as me

She was hiding her face in my chest

Weeping, so to be loved forever by me.

After that,

I saw her dead body in the Parish

Lying between daffodils, in coffin

The girl with the clay feet

I saw green leaves in autumn

I poisoned my wife and went to Alaska bare footed

I hurt my Life;

Her hands besmirched with gun powder

Her mind tainted with love

A small mouse slept with me

I tried to catch

But it slipped like an eel

I tried to call the manager

But His Ragness was nowhere to be found

In the light of a put out candle

Water was overflowing;

Flooding my city

They were blinding my ears

In this ocean

I found Dry River

And drowned myself in it

The lone ranger said,

“Yes, it is not”

 (I) & (II) 2012-07-15

(III) 2012-09-03

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* This poem is inspired from Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoevsky and nonsense poets like Edward Lear.

Tick, Tick, Tick

Tick, Tick, Tick: [...]

My will has made

            God a rubber-stamp

My darkness has swallowed

            Black holes’ light

My death was mourned

            In red-dressed bugs

My laughter was choked

            Some centuries ago

My rhyme is completed

            After the Triangle lost in HMS […]

My dirt is cleaned

            When ink faded from my hands

My hunger was struck

            By a handsome pitcher

My love was ended

            On the vivisection table

My eye was blinded

            By the monocle of self pity

My clock has stopped

            Tick, tick, tick!

2012-06-24