the year came and passedsilentlynothing untoward happenedbut it raked up memoriesof a novelist who paintedstories of horroron walls of non-existent cities Halloween looks like child’s playAll the moreWhen AI makes inroadssurpassing imaginationof a dead novelist Did he redefine controlinspire the maniacsto unleash terrorcloaked as technology? His words still play heavyOn mindsAs sequels are writtenBook publishedIn … Continue reading 1984
What makes you think you own the Earthwhen you cannot establish your worthwithout mindless tools of destructionHow dare you talk about resurrectionof a faded flag, past blunders, a lost pridewhen heads hung in shame, egos collidefrom dark, unknown eras you did not existopen your eyes; discard stories; clear the mist what makes you transgress boundariesfrom … Continue reading You don’t own the Earth
who knows the core of mebroken parts held togetherwith nuts and boltsunknown to mechanicsor surgeonsX-ray machines give only a vague ideato helpless medicosfumbling around for solutions who knows my core burnswith an unsettling angstunknown to meit finds releasein works of artbut those helpless foolscall it addiction they need to redefine many termsto define medestroy their … Continue reading Core of Me
souls are not healed by chicken soupthey need somethingchunkier than destinyfairer than creamstronger than a seasoningto differentiatebetween life and dreamand all that liesin between souls keep movingwith immeasurable forcethey touch earth againand yet againpulled by gravityquestion Karma justicewith gravitasbut receive no reply-once again, they flyin sacred spacesbetween blocksof the universe souls are immortalconsigned to cyclesof … Continue reading Not Healed by Chicken Soup
Chosen poem Once it was the color of saying .... by Dylan Thomas Shared on Poetics: Dead Poets Society when dreams were the stuff of imaginationromance nothing more than infatuation I walked through narrow streets; wanted to own the skyTill someone told me an air-hostess is just a waitressYou might as well be a pilotYou … Continue reading Shades of life
magnificence of thoughtengineering marvelarches over Arabian seaI pay for the ridehead bowed in reverenceto human intellect waves crashon carefully constructed pillarswanting to meethuman mindsasking for carein dealing withunderwater life I see an old mantake a long route busunable to affordthe two-way tollfor crossing sea link I wonder how manybridges are neededto cover gaping holesin God’s … Continue reading Bridging gaps
In a country with moody weather, but no autumnacclimatised to change, but left wonderingAre we really prepared for what is to come?History is no reliable indicator of the futureIt’s a myth; winter follows rains, but no autumn Fall colours on ramps, shops, handheld screensI paint a leaf in tangerine, fill a glass with white rumTrees … Continue reading Tropical Climes
#longpostalert Thanks to Lisa for hosting a very unusual prompt. As I see it, the topic is too vast to be covered in a single poem. And that exactly is the problem with signals from the universe. There are too many signals, and we may not always read or interpret the right ones. My coach … Continue reading Semiotics
How does the path change while I'm away?it touches the other end of thoughtall those who walk on it leave a trailI wonder if the path has a soul it touches the other end of thoughtignited limbs as the mind sprintsI wonder if the path has a soulHas it changed me in part or whole? … Continue reading Dynamism
sometimessiblings kill a storyandfriends take it ahead… a shared historyshared assetsshared homedefeatedby shared thoughtsnon-judgmental companionship,mutual respect and carenothing more… maybe a spousemaybe a houseclash of interestsin an unfair willdrives apartthose nurturedin the samebody and heart then there’s somethingcalled personality…scattered genesin different patternswith exposureto different worldsphilosophy, allegiance-being true to selfmeans ditching an opponentin a sibling’s garb … Continue reading Siblings
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