The Scent of Death Autumn your Sweet fragrance Conspire The tongue carries the taste of rainYou, the scent of deathDousing the fire, your sweetfragrance conspireCloud-kitchen churns in-uteroFrost-o-bedYour sweet fragrance conspire Slippers lose memory by the doorway,Bare foot a prick of dew,Living in the pages of a favouritebook,Sleeves soaked in pining anew, The slow turn of […]
Dreams scatter as tine particles of reality Hiraeth’s bubbles deflate… The bubble deflates,Dreams scatter as tiny particles of realitySlowly evaporating into its insignificant frame, You are slipping by slowly —The days, the hours, theMoments,The silent combustion ofMemories,Ashes burning the osteoblasts,Thoughts hiding between sheetsof cloud albums,Forgotten petals of the smog — I saw your soul, I came to […]
I choose Cafe Dreamonic When the poets will walk the wailing leaves When the poets willWalk the wailing leavesBrown and crisp,Fill their blank pages with black,I will choose Cafe Dreamonic,Snug-fitted at some remote corner of the city,Order our favourites, just to get it cold,A ruse to sit and talk…… I will not mind the surround cacophony,Shallow […]
Words like mediocrity wriggle through Misty mind flushed in mediocrity needlessly inks Mediocrity of winter hangs like switched-off fairy lights,Words like mediocrity wriggle throughswallowed thoughts —Life runs on the highway,Walks by quaint roads,Loiters around bushy by-lanes,Bylines of fate are the diminishedStatutory Warnings on end-pageSurrogate Adverts…. It takes a sudden turn when — They, in their Dior Tuxedos andPuma runners, sprint toChoose Gucci over […]
In the Bubble of Proliferating Dream I walk smothered by star dust I walk in and out of my dreamProliferating like reality,Smothered by star dustFeet smudged in mushy mudby the corner where lilies bloom…. The shrub-shroud no hindranceFor light to penetrate the locus,A little place so pristine,Where dreams emanate fragranceOf the real, honeyed whiff sweepspast […]
Now I will ask you — why?! Now to an End Now that the day has come to an endNow that sky switches on its starry neonNow that pubs are absorbing fatigueNow that the breeze blows blithe Now that birds have reached homeNow that hope hangs from the fibre windowNow that coffee gets ready in dim lightNow […]
If you ask me, ‘where were you’? I will answer, ‘why? here’ — If you ask me, ‘where were you’?You will mean, where my mind was,I will answer, ‘why? here’ — But will have travelled to the stars,Hovered around meteors and clung to the milky ways, when they showered on the globe,Slipping down on hue-abstracted drenched earth,When you will […]
