Posted in Current Affairs, Literature on Oct 15th, 2009 1 Comment »
I have tried everything I was taught
to do. Trying to fit in the world
by becoming someone who,
I am not. An everyman.
What’s going on? How tragic
is this shallow happiness
becoming emptiness, seeking
where is the enlightenment?
Punch me hard to bleed.
Hit me more. Be harsh to me
like a nihilist. Obliterate
my every apprehensions.
Pull me away from this reality,
sheltered in [...]
Posted in Current Affairs, Literature on Aug 10th, 2009 4 Comments »
Came down the confetti
among the concrete gardens
of skyscrapers in the city
we embrace-
the promise of freedom
remembering the days
when you conquer
the hearts of men.
Frail and afraid
among the chains,
blind slaves to tyranny.
Bye, bye
yellow butterfly.
Flutter your wings
amidst the tempest
set free, unafraid
of your glory-defining
turbulent life.
Like the many yellow
ribbons tossed in the wind,
a salutation to dawn.
An ode to the beauty
of your [...]
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, Politics on Jun 26th, 2009 4 Comments »
Idealism is one glorious
iridescent flame-
a magnet to young blood
swathe in innocence. How
with our simplicity,
our winged resistance-
singed and burned. Died
until our ashes will mix
in the wick, obliterated
by mediocrity and irrelevance.
Our lives wasted and fading
to wisps of smoke-
in a country where poverty is
a usual sight. Everyday
like cockroaches,
we swarmed the sewers of society
and its livid pavement. Of placards-
waving [...]
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 [...]
