Poem : Rains and Rivets

It is raining from the day of tillings It is raining till the tale of trochoids It is raining from the orifice of oceans It is raining for the orchids of occults It is raining from the fathom of foci It is raining from the rivet of racoons It is raining from the rupture of […]

Poem : Synthesis of a Sphinx

Oracles, occults, and opaque omens They run through its blood and beams Oracles, they are the entropies of an ensemble Oracles, they are the ellipsis of an ephemeral Occults, they are the vaults of an ocular culture Occults, they are the ruptures of a vulture coast Omens, they are mooring for the nemesis Omens, they […]

Poem : Interrogation of an Irrational Intelligence

Oh, big bard, Why do you circle around the word? Oh, wordsmith, why do you circle around the word? Oh, verse viking, why do you circle around the word? Is there a grave gruesome gravity in your lenses and gazes? Oh gargantuan gaze, why do gravitate towards miseries, mazes and misfits? Is it propelled by […]

Poem : Warps and Wraps of a Worm

A worm is alive ahead of its wrinkles It is a worm waging wars with waters Wrinkles that wind its whispers and wheels It is working with wicked warps of time Warps that wakes up at the whisker of wind Wraps that waggle around its wrinkled weather It was searching for lost times till yesterday […]