Tuesday, November 24, 2015

Mayhem


not only in the month of May
but all over the world
throughout the year
not any longer bound by seasons
 or even nature's nature

germinated and executed
victim also being victimised
almost all by the growing omniscience
power or impotence
of mankind

the new name is
not May
or January
or December
it is All the Time

somewhere everywhere
every millisecond
hour
day and night
year, decade

the question is no longer
how long
the comfort is
how soon

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Please also visit:

http://rameshgandhi.blogspot.in/2014/11/saving-our-planet-limitless-vanity-of.html

for additional material on the subject of Climate Change, which was sent to President, Obama, the Pope, Hillary Clinton, and other believers in man's ability to change the climate, even as he is being consumed by his own depredation of the planet.









Sunday, November 22, 2015

Khayyam


a book of verse, yes
no jug of wine
no bough
privacy, quietude
no thou

Tuesday, November 17, 2015

Mother and Child


BORN FECUND
TO BEAR A CHILD
UNCERTAINTY OF NATURAL CREATION
OR INCLEMENT DENIAL
INDECISIVE
NOT IN CONTROL
OF CHOICE
OF CONCEIVING
OR NOT

EITHER WAY
A TREMOR
IN THE WOMB

Monday, November 16, 2015

Pattern


a pattern is
even if asymmetrical
intrinsically
an order in chaos

like a vagabond breeze
playing upon
the responsive strings
of a caress-hungry leaf

to explode
into rapturous fragments
of an unforgettable
symphony

Saturday, November 14, 2015

Cloudburst


RAIN, RAIN
I MUST BE REALLY PARCHED
SCORCHED AND BARREN
EVEN MORE THAN THE EARTH
WHICH YOU CRUELLY CONSUMMATE

TO WELCOME
RAPTUROUSLY
YOUR ADVENT,
HERALDED BY PROPER CEREMONY
OF DARK, OVERBEARING CLOUDS
LIGHTNING AND THUNDER-CLAPS
OR UNANNOUNCED WITH TEMPERAMENTAL OUTBURSTS

YOUR COOL SPRAY ON MY THROBBING TEMPLES
THROUGH THE WINDOW
THE SOUNDS OF YOUR CARESS
ON THE MILDLY PROTESTING PANES
AND WHISPERS
COAXING THE LEAVES TO SUBMISSION
AND THE INTOXICATING AROMA
OF AROUSED PASSION RISING FROM THE EARTH
DIFFUSE INTO MY BEING
AND STIR TO LIFE THE DEADENED HOPES

IN HUMILITY I SMUGLY FEEL WRAPPED
WITH VISIONS OF YOUR POWER
INFUSING LIFE OR DESTROYING IT
AS YOU REIGN UNRELENTINGLY
BESTOWING MOODILY YOUR FAVOURS
TENDERLY IN A COMPASSIONATE SHOWER HERE
OR LASHING IN DEVASTATING FURY THERE
GERMINATING NOW OR UPROOTING
IMPETUOUSLY, INEXORABLY
IN A STUPENDOUS ACT
OF INCLEMENT COPULATION
URGENT, HYSTERICAL
INSATIATE AND OVERWHELMING
DEMANDING NOTHING LESS THAN TOTAL SURRENDER

AND EVEN AS YOU DEPART
LEAVING THE EARTH
RAVAGED AND RAVISHED AND FECUND
IN PAIN IT PINES AND THIRSTS

AS ALSO I DO
AS I LIE ON MY BED BY THE WINDOW
CRIPPLED, WASTED, DISCARDED, EMPTY

Saturday, November 07, 2015

Search Within

1952

what is the path
that I want to choose

ahead
I see miles of silence

here
years of loneliness

what is the purpose
that I am

what will I give
what can I take

I can cry
tears of rivers
but can I swim in them

what is the purpose
why am I here
and not there

but where is there
where is, what is, there

nothing is mine
yet my eyes fill with tears
at losing it

if I cannot understand
why I am
do I expect to understand
to recognise, to embrace
  the place I do not know
where I am headed to

I am lonely
and I cannot see ahead
because my eyes are filled with tears

Thursday, November 05, 2015

Privacy


ideologically invaded

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Bhashwati wrote:

some one's privacy being invaded by ideology, that is an ideology being thrust upon / injected into, a neutral space where the individual exists, or a (rare) unbiased consciousness being indoctrinated.

And the image almost a literal visualisation of my interpretation :)

layers of consciousness / pure thought being set aside by the invader, to delve into the deeper darker protected core of one (who) is not submitting entirely without resistance though.   

Sunday, November 01, 2015

Reflect


with our minds, hearts
and brains

tensely
on our present

future
and past