Friday, November 7, 2014

Winter's Drill

...just the beginning with duality
harshness far away
soils lose moss
a hollow chaos
of distant smoke
from burning corpse
mimics
winter's drilling fog...

Thursday, November 6, 2014

Living...

...early morning
open eyes to open skies
shut them dearly
take a deep breath
feel dewy earth
circling inside
listen to the gushing oceans within
and
leave alone
rusty tides of hatred
to be burned
by fiery
yet
golden rays of rising Sun...

Saturday, October 25, 2014

On Passing Moments....

...visited wall of walls
absorbed colorful colors
splashed by friends and friends of friends
that keep healing me
and
the glowing bliss on a child's face
from twirls and swirls
off a soon-to-end sparkler
that I saw last night
easily whispered into me
...living merrily
is an ability to pull-out happiness
from every passing moment...

Friday, October 10, 2014

unerased stubbles

...no no
plant no kiss
your stubbles hurt
its been days
you razed 'em...

...worry not
come closer
allow me erase 'em
for
I got a new eraser
that you bought last year
dad...

...and then
the little girl
dropped new one
and wiped droplets
rolling down
on old flesh...

Friday, October 3, 2014

Munching Words

...roll
chew
masticate
dump these words down your gut
you idiot
and ask for nothing more
they said
and I munched and munched those short and lengthy flicked at me
till I floated
thinking
friendship of the rich toward me
would never elope with dictionaries of the world
alas
they but did
and I died
while waiting for a friendly burp off their palms...

Sunday, September 21, 2014

Distant Breeze

...cool breeze from distant fields
that used to reach me easily
once
now battles with towering billboards
and
without resistance
flies away
toward unknown skies...

Wednesday, September 10, 2014

On Favoritism...

The artist collapsed in pain at the entrance of a large theater

with seizures all over,

where he was told to wait endlessly;

because, he replied

‘All Greats’ on being asked,

who was his favorite?