Sunday, April 25, 2010
COT OF ECSTASY
Welcome, as we would always say,
My friend, step inside me,
Don’t get frightened, relax dear,
Lay within me, lay by me
Listen to the sounds with the songs
Cries and bells are my music
Helpless as i am, but you do understand,
The journey ahead is uncertain,
They pray for you, heaven is their wish,
But the road is yet not known,
Don’t you get scared my precious,
Lay down and unwind to that peace,
You always wished for,
Sleep love, let those gory moments pass away,
Whether it is hell or paradise,
Worry not o human,
Enjoy the kip in me, your caring box
The body, soul and you, put to rest,
In me, the cot of ecstasy...
Friday, April 16, 2010
A SOULESS POET
QUERY
Why damsel,
My mind invites you not,
My blood absorbs you not,
Know not why, the absence for my thirst,
The reason in you or the reason in me,
Bemused deep within, am i not,
Sagacity lost, searching for answers,
Infuse in me and let begin the blizzard of bliss,
Seduce me ‘o’ damsel,’o’ sweet poison.
ANSWER?
Why Mother,
Believe me, will you not,
Despise my puzzle, do you not,
Answers in my tale, while I say it,
“Vanished forever my Anna,
Slain cruelly with vicious blades,
Torn apart by brutal stabbing,
Unjustified justice help elude nabbing,
Culprits in Jaffna or Vienna, yet not known”
Helpless grief accompany hopeless vengeance,
Suck my sadness into you,
Sedate me ‘o’ mother, ‘o’ sweet poison
TRUTH.
Why devil,
Believe me, will you not,
You can see lies in me, do you not,
“lie, but not to you” said Anna once,
Truth in my life, while i say it,
“malice in the hands and not on blades,
An act of dirty mistrust, frivolous distrust,
Mind disguised her brother as her lover,
Anger clouded my mind, fury blinded my eyes,
Blades poisoned with suspicion gorged her breast”
Except me, anna loved no one,
Except suspicion, i loved no one,
And now,
Except me, grief loves no one,
Except me, guilt haunts no one,
Execute me, ‘o’ devil, ‘o’ sweet poison......
Saturday, April 10, 2010
SEVERANCE
Delicate sounds to roaring lashes, pitter patter to thunder,
The monsoons with a vengeance, rains reducing trees to cinder,
The shrieks of the storm startled the Normandy waters,
The cries of the winds awoke the darkest jungles,
Across the river, when windows began to shatter,
Began a sister’s wonder.
“Dolly dear dolly, wake up dear dolly,
Mama has made the pie, you favour and savour,
Without the cardamom, you once ate and hate,
With the caramel, you do not despise a bit,
An apple pie you would come running for,
An apple pie, exposing your musical happiness
Dolly dear dolly, wake up dear dolly,
Papa has bought the flowers, floras that enchant you,
With the purple petals that magnify the radiance in you,
Without the dusty pollen, you always loved to avoid,
Violets that vindicate your striking face,
Violets with a fragrance, enervating your four senses,
How puzzling is your anger, why i know not,
Mama is weeping for you are not speaking,
Papa is not speaking for you are sleeping,
Retort to my words my little flower,
Answer my memories my beautiful angel,
Violets of Normandy, not for the slab,
Hide not my dear, beneath the stone,
Answer my tears, not with your silence,
Answer my pain, not at your grave,
Fade away not, hurting our dreams,
Wake up dear dolly, dolly dear dolly..
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
AN ODE TO BREAK UP
Anger and frustration rented my mind,
The casualty in her tone synonymic with dark hisses,
Hell invited me each time she refused my reproaches,
“It is over, i don’t love you anymore” said she,
Energies congregated at the throat,
Alone, mind, body and voice lost, darkness fondled me,
Falling back as the artery exploded, soot clouded my eyes,
Cruel deeds emerged from the past and cajoled me to hell,
So close to inhale Satan’s aroma,
Cries of agony tickled my ears, blood cuddled my eyes,
Gruesome excitement jingled within me,
Devil’s tongue almost fusing with my skin,
The callous hands, rekindled me with success,
Shocks pumped hard inside, enervating the pleasure of death,
Merciless eyes ogled at me and i heard “he is responding”.........
Saturday, April 3, 2010
BURNT
Autumn leaves strewn on the road,
An early morning sun shone in the deep blue sky,
Wearing a bright yellow dress, bearing autumn’s colour,
Her each step cadenced with every heart beat of mine,
The night black eyes looked into mine, making me tremble with delight,
Roles crossed paths and in my direction came the proposal,
Burning desires charged me with the passion to kiss her,
Reality merged with imagination and the pink delicate lips tied my body with nooses of ardour,
Motionless, finding comfort in her succulent lips, i was transformed transfixed and transported,
To the eternal world of magnificent love.
Days never became night without seeing her,
Nights never became day without satisfying her,
Mind eluded my control to resist her absence,
The love we shared, the lust we relished, the affection we savoured,
Made the gods of love rouse with jealousy.
I was lost in her, floating on the eternal world of magnificent love.
It was her birthday,
A beautiful black gown tucked under my arm, walked towards her,
A few steps away from her,
Stepping up to hold her cheeks,
My hand touched nothing but air.
The gods of love executed vengeance,
The bus had her crushed into diminutive bits,
My eyes failed to vindicate her demise,
She once appeared, giving me burning desires,
Now she has disappeared ...burning me forever....