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