1 Examining Urban Landscape on Realities vis-a-vis Our Dreams A Poetry of Possibilities “I believe in everything until it’s disproved. So I believe in fairies, the myths, dragons. It all exists, even if it’s in your mind. Who’s to say that dreams and nightmares aren’t as real as the here and now?”—John Lenon Dream. Dream. […]
1 Me and Myself in Session of Soul Searching One must still have chaos in oneself to be able to give birth to a dancing star.” ― Friedrich Nietzsche The meeting was setAnd I let her in today,My soul café opening its door,To smell the August breezeand the latte. The table beside the windowtopped with […]
10 Muddy the Shallow Because it’s Never Late……How Easy it is to Find Base in Shallow Water “The world as we have created it is a process of our thinking. It cannot be changed without changing our thinking.”― Albert Einstein How easy it is toFind base in shallow waters,Transparency circumference-ingAround the ankle,Feet touching pebbles strewn around,Sometimes […]
2 Leave me to know I you will miss And I will belong to the azure If you ever leave meI will not mourn. I will know I belong to the azure.Walking the solitary path I will blendthe serene. Ambling along the road,I will greet the fenced blooms,Together we will laugh at the Jumping bunny, grazing […]
Sun dials shaping time Dialing the sun to reach time Sundial pours sand. Time.Tickling down through the ridgeTo reach the big round bulb. Like we wriggle through the rigors of pain,To reach the world of sun.The shine. The brilliance. If sun had a regulator knob,We could light it up in untimelymoments,But it is in nature to […]
That well lit Sky Bulb Of how sun makes her part of a glory. “I didn’t want my picture taken because I was going to cry. I didn’t know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me or looked at me too closely the tears would fly out of […]
Fungal Moon growing like Conocybes The Sail of Silly Wind Ceased. The sail of silly wind ceased.Navy cloak-cover damps the sky.Sky palming the wet moon.Dripping. Slimy. Mouldy.Night sleeps under the blanket of rain.Turned frost.Wind, wondering how to cross the Cosmic sea, ether growing conocybes.The fungal moon. But onceThe wind treaded blithe,Roaming the permeating mystic,Fluttered the pristine, […]
Phantasmal falls on my Orthopaedic Pillow The Rising Sun Keeps a Triangle of Shine The rising sun keeps a triangle of shineOn my orthopaedic pillow,Shaping the window which allows its entry.Thinks it keeps my bones warm. I allow. Last night it was the moon who passed a joke Through her shining beams, in her ravenous tendernessExpecting […]
Pathetic dreamer-still to be born And connects us Snow white doesn’t travel the distance—It falls to its own weight,Only a thin layer of air circulates,And connects us. So we think. Air now teratogenic, heavyAs you grow inside me Ready to move,Still to be born,The womb cradles you,The way nature cuddles a storm, Thoughts pigmented are put […]
Punctured sky-Where lullabies are Unwritten Stories Words now lost in the crevices of the sky Punctured sky bends the night– Words lost in the crevices of the sky Will one day fall as rain,Drenching the damp earth Where Lullabies are unwritten stories hemmed to a setting sky, They never burst in the seams,Slide ’n tinngggs like a few […]
