Posted in Current Affairs, Literature, Religion on Oct 3rd, 2009 2 Comments »
You lied to me about baptism. The intoxication
and its sinful concoction sweating from some bottles
whose name sounds like a saint I worshipped
night after night.
I gulped down gallons like the torrential rains outside.
Submerged in the bubble of nameless strangers
in the watering hole. Kindred souls searching
for some kind of salvation.
The cloud of smoke, its humid and hazy [...]
Posted in Literature, Society on Sep 1st, 2009 2 Comments »
The walls are coarse to touch, hard and steely,
it was a challenge not to see but to feel with our fingers
sharp points that will prick a skin and bleed. By then
the grave of the earth has avenged its loss. The stair
is a winding wonder of wooden realm. Forest scent
permeates like sweat staining musk to the [...]
Posted in Literature, Memoirs on Aug 23rd, 2009 2 Comments »
As I would keep my path
clear
of grass growths.
I will find a way
leaving a trail.
And watch
the sky touching earth.
The feathered wings
of my angel
on the horizon.
I hope.
I would keep my footsteps
slow.
To observe
some familiar things.
I used to see
in my many quiet mornings
in the clearing.
I would follow
the sun beams.
Over the veil
of the fog.
As it lingers
above the field
of windflowers.
I will gather [...]
Posted in Current Affairs, Literature on Jul 25th, 2009 4 Comments »
On the passages, it says
of a prison, an exile. In Babylon
where walls and ceilings are gone.
Watching the blue sky
turn into darkness, blotted out
by billows of smoke and fire
over ruins of crushed bricks
and pulverized sandstones.
Three hundred and sixty five days.
And life now are moving images
of evacuees and troops,
of tanks and warplanes
from a distance. Boundaries
of earth mounds [...]
Posted in Literature on Jun 22nd, 2009 5 Comments »
The earth became
a lacerated vision
of shallow heaven,
after the rain. T’was
a parting time,
a moment lost
when the big sky
agonizes over
the summer sun.
And how the bamboo trees
sadly waving goodbye.
And the monsoon winds
blew gently,
creating ripples,
mirrored patches
and misty glimpses.
A sea of blue.
It was all-
in the photograph
capturing puddles
reflecting clouds
travelling by.
It was all-
that I keep
as a remembrance,
of a big sky
hoping for the [...]
Posted in Literature on May 31st, 2009 2 Comments »
I left the world as it is
Not a tear has been shed,
Only the mist forming
faint breath of dying-
wisps of memory
of the world when
I first found it.
The womb of the earth
gave birth, a wound won’t heal.
A fading montage
I watched. I witnessed.
A cycle of suffering.
A continuous decay.
People lying lifeless
of hunger, alienation,
war and hate.
Dog eats dog, surviving
like savages
inflicting pain. [...]
Posted in Memoirs, Religion on Apr 25th, 2009 1 Comment »
I was on my way to a restaurant that late afternoon to meet a friend, hurrying and my mind was filled with gloomy thoughts. My mind just wandered aimlessly, battling inner fears.
Rebel as I was, it seems that I am all wearied and fighting against the world, crushed in the agony of my self-defeat- I [...]
Posted in Literature on Apr 17th, 2009 No Comments »
Outstretched are
green mighty arms
of thorny crowns
prickly under the sun.
Lowly shrubs
worshipping the sand
winding tapestries
of the golden strands
It swirls. It whirls.
The desert breath
summoning the clouds
to quench its thirst.
Its parched hand.
Its speckled face,
lips of heaven planted
its misty kisses.
When the sun wearied,
will the cold rain
Preciously sparkles jewels
such in the night time.
Of the dewdrops
cusped into little ponds,
clustering brown cakes-
the food [...]
Posted in Memoirs, Music on Apr 10th, 2009 1 Comment »
I am a bit choosy with the music I used to play in my playlist. Bluegrass and country genre is a daily staple of my waking music life. I have fallen in love with the soothing voice of Alison Krauss since day one, when I heard “Now That I Found You” and her own rendition [...]
Posted in Current Affairs on Sep 2nd, 2008 2 Comments »
Somebody has told me how in his hospital bed, he is thinking of what will happen with the remaining minutes of his life. His doctors had already given up hope and they already inform his wife that he got 30 minutes to live more. Everyone in the room have already accepted the idea of death anytime [...]
