Sudden Death and there after ...

Split into many oceans
One love for thousand lives

Carry forward my stray cats
Poet of living signs

Repeat my prayers
Reasons in thousand storms

Pretty, charming nimbus
Awaiting my embrace

Game on; slits of lights
Living larger than leaves

Spot on science;
Shows of courage my sickness

Stalking of an Empire >>

Unconscious were they
Like the bay of Gaundanamo
Boarded to heaven many a times
Peeling hearts that they had
They amazed the skill of a vulture

Hardships of an empire; its known
Untried by blood and sweats
Stones continued to hinges
Shadows never die, though lie

What did we gain, naked are the mirror
Instance happieness, juvenile freedom
They carve a space deepest in time
Tremors are gone, left with blood of a slave
Master and his master rejoices, amicably yours ...

Dryness of a morning ^

It is as steady as a stale shadow. My morning with Sun nimbing somewhere ahead of time. Violet petals were far from awake, heeding to their eternal wishes in dreams to come. True itself, lies were withering many times in breathing crimes. Stretch of the day was beneath the complete sky. Trend of winds were as predictable as the good words. They lived as per expectation.

They need a change; wild orchids , graves of silence, stellar skies, tremoring leaves, slit throats, split molecules, many universes, vibrant verses, harking heavens; not sure of what they possess they shed light and resorted in spinning mountains, quite subserviently ...

An Ecologue ; A meta-poetic.

It begins so in disguise : I would be craving to be a winter green which otherwise does not exist. A vague sense of togetherness with loneliness; Words seldom reflect what they mean. a sense of mystery prevails in nature. May be its labour in its beauty and its expressionless that constitute aesthetics.

Why do I diverge from myself ? Irrespective of being deeply reflective and introspective, I tend to complicate the incompleteness. 

An authoritative, impulsive behaviour pervaded all my senses. Inspite of this aversion to all personal, territorial attachments and knots , I tend to melt into dreams and desires all the times.

An interrupting question; why do we like to reflect on water bodies just as streams of consciousness? Is it the primordial remembrance - the lose of a perennial abode? Or a prophetic sense of last resort in times of annihilation and apocalypse ...!

Never know for sure. Porous lungs and fragmented nerves burn at ease. Ashes cannot reclaim the flames; yet they can recollect the pebbles that were pearls once and for all.

Is poetry addictive or withering ? Not sure again. It has a thrust of imminent cognizance and warping senders of time.

Stray winds ...

Perhaps a darkness looms within. Frail forms of life keeps vibrating over and above the sighs. Distance was past. Heavy silence stones my fingers.  And I persist in tunneling eloquence. When time reveals days become one of songs and innocence.

Levelling dreams and feasts our tribes engage in tiring interpretations. Unaware of meanings, winds strayed in tune with dust of the dread ...

Predictive Prisons

Normal plains. They were crushing. Agile in my hands, I was weathering many a storms. Language was never a barrier, yet monotony prevailed. Beneath the feathers, there is a heart that shrinks temporal. All of yours ...

Prose Poetry : Ellipsis of knowns

My endless destiny is short of captured time that dilate towards semantic apertures. Yet it spells a vision that truncates melancholy and permuted omens. Words cast in painless soils , they gifted my desire open and autumn. @Gokul

Home away ...

An imminent disappears
Inviting chaos
To sedate ends
Stealth of love
Steep of desire


Dreamt of home
A breathe withers
Time to wait
Time to trace
Time to tremor
Time to dig
Time to deny
Time to differ
Time to destine
Time to tame
And all is well
beyond the herds


Smile of ashes
Ever a sign
Rinsing blood
Rising hills


Prime time ghosts
Away in despair
Alone in kites
Torn places apart


Nothing is lost
Never a shadow
Least a sky
Before the truth
Cunning illness
Cures my bones


All are saved
Beneath an identity
Of perenial winters


Carving a feather
In stones stealth
A future stint
And a wide wound
Made to weather
Songs to come

And split a silence
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Songs Of Nature

 

1
Dreams never dreamed
Of many truths
Dead but smelling rubble
But may shallow a double

Nervous needles
need a breath
And never had any
news about you

False and fervent sinks
Anchors of illness
Bound to a corner, soulless
Made of carbon, spelled a die
Cast of differences, Ironed out
Never could catch, rusty and fetters

Beds, stiff and past of pretense
Could never be a haste
But roped-in rides of rumors
Weighing a sharpness
And a shady river again
Made a misery slogan
All in one, one for all!
Naked throats, baked thoughts

Blunts of an eclipse to scars of slavery
Denied a dollar coast, empire brides
Trumpets are trumpets, Atlas!
Traced a hand, cores post a silence

2
Prelude ! Preachers
Pin down the pollens!
Pampered snakes
Preached a universe
Swelled out, sucked in
Swamps could never hay
Irrelevance of reverence
Sullen skullers !!
Ahead on a flower
that smells the sour
of the honey that lives
despite the lonely roots
devoid of a stem that trips
blood and all other lights

3
Opium of the oranges
live here, wear and fear
Trembles of time, do not
Live a stellant and star a sky

Hollow masses river us
Of legs, livers and language
arises a stream in sequel
odes lost, many more to go

4
Harps of the masses
higher than the heavens
leaves none, leaf turned
Hidden hormones tranquil
Senses sedate and slivered

5
Round the corner
A circle lived
To the east of an ear
Thrived a silent nod

Teeth of silence
Bargains for death
Shines a stone
Unturned in wisdom

Vague voices deep
Never heap a hoard
And born to the bones
A brilliant bid and beyond
Restful silence
Need their salience

Each slice of you
Carries a blood
Owned by oceans
Never seen in life
Of a violent skin-god
But blurred in lips
Remember to coalesce
And care for its colors !

6
Why marred by mystics?
Questions a swine
Shivers a fever
and a nation erupts
bred in silent laps

Why laughs a dead sky?
Knows are the questions
that born beneath the shelves
of profound stupids vanished

7
Eyes on road
Wide, spilled out and snaky
streets on circles
Coils, Camera and Coals
But never charmed a walk
When time went in tides

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Surrogate Capital and other songs

1
A microphone
Its ambitions numerous
Its ambivalent stomache
Turns nether to dig hells
Trunks ladders to suck pulses
Sure it is porous

When interrupted by silence
Latches echoes
Likes sulky beards
Calculate the eyes
Buy the nerves
Further the horizons
Grows nervous in similie
Gross praises in mirrors
And gloss over the lenses
Salvation ! Hail the corridors
Naked is your need to plunder
Baked is your spine in under
Free of ground, you shiver
Despite the floating apparatus
Stented to your conscience

Sweetened Saliva
Dreamed of seduction
In dissonant middle
Bubbles of past
Through its veins
Slipped a tongue
That lobbies silence
When you chanted desires
Random orifice of powers
Viscous muted, burning riddles
Yet licking the gravehoppers

Out in piles and prides
They lived in columns
Imported pens
Insects in captchas
Faces fictional
Facts flavored
Flair for righting
Future of a nation
Distilled prophesies

Magnates shall never pole
Though they breed gravity
To digest their graveyards
Where atoms are viled
Horrored of hey hormones
Plastic deaths to prey
Vital lives in misery
And sympathetic axes
Heap in thin film sockets

Tears Began
In vulgar caves
Frozen vapors
Lost its feathers
No more skins
To rain in stratos
To spill the sea
But to pierce the earth
They commenced

Imperial senses
Saw earth of lives
Seek a form
Seduced a coil
There is a centipede
Spread by mouth
Soiled in epidemics
Rented in Intelligence
Coired by Agents
Dented at center
Boiled by itself
Vomited in itself

A thousand many betrayals
Genes wormed, Virus flowered
Hundred legs to hinder
Custodial conceives
To crawl in truth indent

Eyes, null and void
To brawl in lies linened
Buried in longitudes
Of imperial servitude
It wore wheel in chair
Rotated in trance
Powered in pranks
And marched away
With paid pipers

Hands witness the tumors
Tuning the swing and swines
Of wings and flags
Our breadth is your span
to breed paralysis
to bred virulent destines
But chaos be never astray
From breath to breath
Self to self, and seed to seed
It spills silence, despite hawks

Chains of past, shall save you none
Imminent decay, senor skulls
Cerebral premises shall hide
Fossiles of fouded fissures
Wounds of eternal subservience
In chemistry of narcophiles
In colony of serumselves
However thick you are
Whosoever thin you are

2
Beyond the nights
A deeper darkness dies
Loved by larks that ceased to fly
Trimmed leaves learned to sky
In simmering topos, agile for nascence

Beneath the days
A sharp knife is born
Bronze of eyes and beam of skies
Distant smokes, shakles of inerts
They will never middle
In the ephemeral pyre of pasts

Spin the lights
Take the rights of its modes
Through the left of its slaves
March your ants
Out of the cannibals
Stolen myths never ages
Living in stakes of treasures

Burn the molds
Born are the termites to tether
Incept of a heart
Need a root
Earth to seed again
Ignited stints

3 
They eye your waters
No more dropes of time, tears, clouds, rains
But rivers, drops of blood, salt of skins
Anything grounded in earth
Is good fruit
For paraistes, for paradises

They love your dreams
Archaic senses, slipping angles
Slik routes of trance
Welcomes your vision
To trace the valleys
Pained in depths

4 
Flesh by inches
Fleets by nauts

Fever of faces

Finding a jinx

Favour of life

Finish a wisdom

Fly by heights

Funeral pities

5
Climate changed!
No more tears to shed
They wore silver linings
32 bullets of wisdom
charmed their jaws
Seldom chewed a sin
Committed in cold colonies
surgical spines took oaths
Less coal, less furnaces
More pyres, more petulance

Buy our time
And hedone your ashes
Winter is never to come
For misery is totem poled
Cascade of your horrors
Shall song our veins
Hidden remorse of life
Never subsides an arrow
Preyhood is never seen
Poarching for lesser pennies
Paupal cholera aling on L'Aquilla
Berlusconian Stand magnanimous
Women is never a climate to change
You shall serve for dated warmers

Climate changed!
Changes in recess
Head count liberals
and Skull count conserves
United in aberration
For choirs Obamastic
Plagues plunder and mesmerized
Insidious are insects
When Chimmneys darkens
Ants shall breed blind ...


6
Crawling by truth
Spinning by lights
Marching by ants
Silence of the minds
Food, water, sex no!
More moorings
Oil, Olives, Organs
Traded beneath a running rod
They meet to dissent
A world proteged
In mistakes of misery
Aberration of strikes
Aliteration of slogans
And erased a map
They cooked in chimmneys!

7
A spared eye
faded in crowds
Watched by none
Except a humid nimbus

All are inspired

A precious friend

Paid for waiting

May pearl feathers

In porous sights

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