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POEM “Irregular”
So irregular in my waysI dissert, you all!So irregular in my waysI hang at lastOn the ceilingJust to notBecome as you are!So irregular in my waysThen I becomeA photographyA paintingA biographyA memory! Continue reading
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POEM “Moon”
So in blood we rejoyceIn blood we wedIn blood we liveIn blood we die and sleep!Till the darknessTakes us awayFrom the burning SunSo we couldFinallyEntwineIn meadowsFull of rebirthingFlowers…That open only underThe nightlyEye! Continue reading
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POEM “End”
So we ended upRenouncingThe ill perversionCalled – Religion!So mayeth be thatOur voice is heard Here where we now dwell- In Freedom! Continue reading
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POEM “Finally”
This is the last poem of the book “JOBS”Finally there…At the deskWriting”May I introduce myself?”Said the one who entered…- the one who was sitting Behind, said..oh, so politely”No.”The one who entered got the idea”Same old, same old.”And went home jobless… Continue reading
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POEM “Green eyes”
Huxley, AldousThe sports guy!Aren’t you playingTennis throughoutYour novels…Being named a grasshopper By a group of people…Isn’t that promptingTo us, very promptingTo stare in your left eyeAnd glare at the grasshoppers- what else – Than the parasite! Continue reading
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POEM “Crown”
To be sureOf your visionI emhasise, dearlyAnd clearlyWith empathy- to all of thee -There were three crossesThere, three crucifixionsThree fixationsAnd the crown of thornsAs illusion…So came it to beI out to theeThe Truth!Crucifed wereAll of the threeThe father, the son,The holy spirit too…So may we begin anew! Continue reading
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POEM “Being god”
So, here we are gatheredAt the funeral of god.We oh, so dearly cried…And cried, cried, cried!For him just to appear againAnd us with himTo burry the hatchet!And even god Was wandering “Who was angry at who?”But the rascal knewDidn’t he?He always does… Continue reading
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POEM “Fiction”
“I read a book!”And found outThat every fiction Allows us to sayIn the end”It was all I.”And identify fullyWith the whole Work of art.So, “Hail be fiction!”And I, myself. Continue reading
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POEM “Funeral”
If I dieJust don’t cryMake a partyAnd I’ll fly Continue reading
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POEM “Judge”
I found outIt was taken to court…I needed to say it Outloud in one go.So I put a dot.And suddenly remeberedI was the judge of it all.And nailed the hammer downJust to put another line- “END OF STORY” Continue reading
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