Fire, blood, death the world is bleeding the world is on fire fear, screams, pleas for aid agony, destruction, crumbling ashes The planet is exhaling smoke the planet is choking on tears Flesh and bone buried beneath layers of soil Frightened beings looking for a place to hide Lost, blind, going astray possessed demons keen to slay the mad victimized by ...

Every second feels like a leap of a giant whole and overwhelming I breathe in the void and exhale racing heartbeats My eyes – swimming black moons in white skies eclipsing my thoughts, wide and alive The material surrounding me envelopes me into a sphere of realness, of inert presence I’m inhaling the moment – it feels palpable The ...

A Day at Home University closed Stuck to the bed, like an invalid Typing word after word in mind, a blade’s worth Of poetic incision, the psyche is bored Like a blank A4 sheet and a broken Type writer and the body needs a shake Missing my wife’s tectonic plate That causes tsunamis inside battlegrounds Of chemical garrisons, when nitrous oxide Rises like ...

Our Wedding Night I knew I could never be a teacher Only a pupil and she my wife Would be the buxom teacher in front And on that day, her chalk Scribbled something elaborate and meaningful Deep within my crumbling body And the limestone – calcium carbonate dust – Sank deep until knowledge erupted From the open tip of bliss And at ...

If my thoughts are heartless, then you are the convict of creating them. Those illusions  drove me to the depend of emotions. It created anxiety, it created a wrath that began as a seed and grew into a poison tree.  You made me who I am today. For that, I am going to say to you. “THANKS!!! “

Clown The clown Who dances and does Cart wheels on a coir mattress Glows in lust and sedates to love Smiles ear to ear – every time one creature Walks towards him And paints his cheekbones with blush That too only until she solicits a pantomime From a perennial lip-jester Slapping two lips to the folly and droll Of a harlequin kiss

A Sensitive Man A man nevertheless Rare and all out beta in a meadow of alphas A man of inner strength and outer fragility Perhaps even a HSP – A Highly Sensitive Personality Seemingly weak in the eyes Of the graceful gender, a man scarred By coupons of exclusion, rejected by generous bosoms And hourglass hips,  a lad who wears glasses For ...

Drained bloodless shriveled blue veins jutting dead as nail my white meat Closing my jaws is too much effort and blinking feels like too heavy a task So I sit in the muted light gaping at a computer screen while a melancholic tune grew moss over my meat That’s what it feels like, anyway And if you were to cut me ...

Untitled Post A shelter for silver threads of woe an immense pool of healing where salt meets salt where fettered dejection is tossed into the wind — weary lungs gulping freedom, a vast body of squirming life where solace is embraced, a haven for those lost in land a miracle in liquid form with open arms to welcome weary souls back home ...

Shackles Lacerating flesh blood clots, veins pus bleeding crimson gore layer by layer skin, fat, muscle cutting deep, oozing stench swollen meat bruised black and blue cutting deep, oozing fluid layer by layer rust caked into gash Menacing shackles ’round my wrists not letting go, not letting go they’re my shackles adorning me dearly Keep me chained feed more pain I’m ...

Monsters There’s a darkness That will not mend Swiveling, inside Faster and faster and faster And you can almost miss me sitting here The real me, I mean Through all this talk and laughter The spinning –that- just doesn’t stop This darkness that owns me And, that I own Is consistently around A shadowy companion Tethered to my being Always ...

I sorted out some problems within With some alcohol And some foreplay  with my heart strings It worked for a while Until I broke down With musings of the past Haunting and hunting me down Am I confused? I believe I am Or I am crazy? I don’t know about that This life was one, that I thought I could ...

Ali Continents rose The rumble in the jungle The cheers of Manilla slums And the roar of Madison Square Garden A man who defied odds, establishment And fate and held the world In his mighty palms…….. When in a damascene conversion – As Cassius became Ali – The wrath of fists became hurricanes of fury As one man defied Uncle ...

අමාවකේ සඳ පායා - Moonlight under New Moon Photo Credit - Internetසාමනේර කල නා හිමි බර බැලු වාසත්තයි පෙරදි කල පවකැයි මම සිතු වාබුදු හිමි නොවේ උඹ ඇවිදින් හිත නිමු වාගැට කිරි රහට විඳි දුක් අමතක කෙරු වාදනට පිනට ලැදි අය නිව නේම ය තීපෙර පින ඇතොත් පම ණෙකි ඒ උතුම් ග තීගම ගිනි තියන උන්ගේ ඉරි සියා ග තීමේ ළොව මෙන්ම උන් සැම නිර යෙත් දැවෙ තී ...

Hostilities There’s nothing remotely strange When a seemingly blunt object Wallops or slaps against An anatomical wonderland And they say that is cold-blooded murder Sometimes premeditated and at times manslaughter After all lips are both assassins and murder victims Yet at their pinnacle, they too are swordsmen Who will clatter in lip-blades and tongue-metal After all what is more precious ...

Umbrella Protector Dancer Cover Chaperone Cupid The many identities Of a perennial commoner Who blooms on the peduncle Of human palms Providing cover for the roofless Sanctuary for the senses To reciprocate lip-chemistry In the co-valency of bonds And in those tender moments Of cross-pollinated lips You find the wealth of affection-grains Stored under an umbrella silo Feeding two hungry ...

Borrowed Sometimes, destinies Are borrowed for editions of father time Like when a one night stand Makes synchronous waves on coconut white sheets And leaves behind a legacy of sorts – like a star in the sky A mere speckle in memory’s hold And on occasion, you embark never to disembark, but you find Sink holes and whirlpools that drain ...

Avalanche Another old poem from 2012……… If your luscious lips fell As monsoonal droplets My glacial lips would melt from their snowy caps In to an avalanche of defrosted love  —– Wiping out The virgin spirits That guard the outlets Of my white-water rivulets  —– To awaken my latent carnal spirit In to herculean feats  —– Only if, gravity would be ...

Love Note – An old poem from 2012 Love is……… A rainbow span, a spectacular nexus Linking two separate worlds In to one solitary future, for two hearts to bask In the bountiful colors of nuclear mirth A heavenly walk on a skyline of petals A path paved of tropical hibiscuses A sensuous walkway ushering an unparalleled destiny Two bodies in a ...

Like Dogs… Dogs are wizards Of the small and the nonsensical They sniff their back sides and chase tails They lick everything from playmates to paws Even roll on the ground and play tumbling games On varnished floors, fine carpets and green lawns And we humans too are seemingly like dogs We push our tongues down honey pots And sniff and ...

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