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I am not an angel

I am not an angel
nor am I a beast


I may be satanic, impious and wicked.
the one eyed hellish old lady
with an apple in hand.
who climbed the cliff
to drop in that rainless thunder


I, a magician, can tear emotions
and wink over the blood flowing.
I shall paint my home blood red
and grow a cherry to full bloom.


I stab u left to right
and collect those sweat
to cover the marks
well dead of quivering


You a carcass, i knw
floating in the sea

a feast for piranha me
in a cannibal weed.


I dust u
I drain u
stamp ur love
over coal and flith


I am a sinner
wandering below the churchyard
for graveyards green
and rusty tombs.


let not sermons rule me
and dont bring me a cross
I shall doom erupt
a million seeds will rush out
of wild and bastard sadists


Let me die a slow death
dissolve my poison from spreading

cover my head
cover my toe
smash my eyes
and shut my breath


let me persih
unknown

but I wish to dream
your fingers locked in mine
before light fades of
from my brutish swinish memory.

Demonic love

Once
Twice up on a time
She loved.


He was
Her man in black
Made of sand.


He loved her live
Fresh as monsoon weed.
She dragged him deep

To her blistered bleed.


Labeled love set to tune, alive.


A man from nowhere
From beneath the ground
A dead shadow
Followed.


He was sheepish
With floating eyes.
She was lured
To intrinsic myths
Of love tales crossing births


Unlabelled love set to tune, ignored.


A man of flesh
A man of cotton
She, a falling star
Of million desires.


For her man
She was a pebble
Beneath a shallow spring
Moulded in his dashing current.


A needle point
Pierced and stitched
To his burning urge.


The torrent, he
Smashed the structures
Of her oblivion.


She loved with a nagging pain
Of declaimed femininity
Roasted and shaped
In a way side camp fire.


She pulled her nails
And painted his taste
Fertility rites abandoned.


On those nights
dissolved in wine and lust
Her love spoke of
Pleasures longed and rainbows faded
Rains unspent and nights slept.


She grew a legend of demonic love
Spanning woods and crossing waters
She conj…

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I went up,
Four steps
Once,
The wet black stone stairs.


The glass door closed
I rang the bell
The monitor blinked and said
The bell echoed similar
Deep down the chamber
To the one that rung
One hour back.
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Try once more or hold on.
I climbed down
And went for a walk
Skipped fence white washed
And draped green On those rolling hills


I sang a shepherd
Over clouds of clay
I flew a wizard
Alchemy drowned.


It was dusk
When I went up again
Those mulberry stairs
Door wide open
I stepped in
With the dripping rain


Candles burning lead me
Deep down the antique walls
Of portraits pale and luxuries grey.
To a balcony of weeded wilderness.


Through the murky fog
I saw her swirling away
Near the backyard pool


In her snow white gown
She seemed a piece of cloud
Skating on the ice, thick set.


She swayed in tune
With that door bell heard
One hour back
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Drifting birth

I saw a lady moving.
A haunting shadow,
Crossing the streets and treading hills
With a half damp picture
Of a little girl.


She seemed seeking
Men and streams
Lanes and graves
For her little one
Vanished
Along the evening prayer.


Female in grey
Tramping in her ghostly gown
Bolt her breast and blast her womb
As she walks past,
the swaying stone bridge and
my swollen eyes,
To the valley
of broken desires.


The shadows she left
Over the thick dank fog
Gather to carve
A man of clay
Crouching over
A dead decaying log.


He was weeping
Over a reclaimed son
Drifting away
In his unshared memory.


The pale skinned man
Surrenders
Before the infant memory.
Decomposed
And set on a tune different
In an abduction camp.


It was raining outside
When I stepped in to
The chilling darkness
Of the theatre balcony


The corner seat I took
Gulped me in
to a distant land of
Barren breaths


The screen shivered
And minced
In its tale of
Children
Abducted
For childless rich.


One tale followed the other
With a mom, a dad or sister.


Moi is six and
Back wit…

i fell in love.. last year

I fell in love
Last year.
It was all so sudden
I realize it now, that
I fell in love
Last year


I flew over the hinder land of
Castrated histories
And burped out
My sickle cell loves
from my mushroom hut.


My days turned pink
And nights water lilies


We fight in the dark
And kiss by day light
Carve our love
With tantrum and tear
And paint each other
Earth and sky.


I fell in love
Last year.








When old wombs fade

Eighteen steps descended
To a half lit supper hall
Cracked up wooden benches
Stretched out in zigzag rows.


Old age in white,
Walking shadows
Moved around.


The creed that slipped love
Through their crumpled skin
And frozen fingers
Gather every night
For a silent curse.


They invoke the goddess of abandon ness
With their empty breast
Snatch it out and
Make it their penance.


Their skin is blue
And howl every night
To the lands across valleys
Crossing mountain cracks
To drench and drown
In thick rain forest.


They live clustered
Like millipedes in monsoon
Their backyard room
Smell of tears dry and
Gods sluggish.


The incense burning dope.
They crawl out
Half opened doors
Of pinching memories


Deep beyond their drowsy eyes
The lust for life
Reign their nerves


Once,
On a frigid wintry night
They dragged me in
And grabbed my skin.


Lead me to a dungeon
Of ash soaked bones.
Pulled my hair and
Squeezed my flesh
For a drop of blood and
The color red.


Crumbed my cheeks
Hugged me inmost
When they danced around
The full night moon
In their br…