Media is everywhere Media to me, Media to mirrors Media to mint minds and mates It is a mirror in my misery room It is a maze in my morbid life It is a mystery in my measures It is spinning silks for my soil It is selling seers to my savagery It is preaching […]
Poem : Virtual Reality
I happen to descent this dawn I happen to desert this dawn I happen to disdain this dawn Dawn of life, lights, lust, larks and lavae I know, ounce by ounce, own by own It’s rooted, riveted, raked all in real veil They norm it is virtual reality It’s layers, leeching layers above reality It’s […]
Poem : Bards and Ballads
There are romantic poets Who are so optimistic Who are so prismatic Who are so vibrant Who are so ebuillient What makes them serene What makes them seamless What makes them a foil What makes them a soil What makes them a coil What makes them a boil What makes them a toil Is it […]
Poem : Earth is a Magnitude
Earth is a magnitude Earth is the crux of the core Earth is the rustling or a rustic Earth is the sense of a snail Earth is the spine of a spider Earth is the sooth of the stars Earth is around my neck Earth is ahead of my stem Earth is beneath my root […]
Poem : Minting Minds in the Wind
Mints of mind, they are everywhere To extract the afterlife of metadata To extinct the ashes of mirages To exonerate the asphalt allegories To extinguish the amino acids To exorcise the alpine valleys To yellow the white whiskers To white the yellow letters Myths of mind, they are roaring around It is just a facade […]
Poem : Riddles & Rivets
Riddles, I have them hid Hidden horses, harking masses Riddles, I have them red Hidden castles, molten caves Riddles, I have bleed them red Hidden shades, hoisted flags Riddles, I have read them red Hidden spells, hue of serpents Riddles, I have bred them red Hidden harvest, humid deserts Riddles, I have allowed them breed […]
Poem : Numbers, Null and New
Numbers are nimble Numbers are numb Numbers are emblems Numbers are navigators Numbers are naked nihilists Numbers are numerous Numbers are naysayers Numbers need nature Numbers need gravity Numbers travel to grave Numbers nod to nodules Numbers are etched Numbers are wicked Numbers are on my fingers Numbers are on my nerves Numbers are on […]
Poem : His Hermit
His hermit has my imprints His fissures has my humid self His foils have my risen wings He is tired for sure He is trembling at shades He is not a tyrant of turmoils He is yet a witness to wicked weathers He is a timeless glass He is yet a time locked puzzle He […]
Poem : Livid Lattices
It was easy to unfold It was easy to be untold It was easy to curl It was easy to cry It was easy to cripple It was easy to conjugate It was easy to colloid When I was a nomadic worm When I was a mirth in the marshlands Lattice that I live today […]
Poem : A Curse or a Cure
Time for a riddle Time is a rodent Ardent arrows Are curses Are they curses Are they cured Are they convergent I am born a burned sun I am born a blistering bone There is a shift of shafts There is prison of prisms An iron iris irradient An ark of arrows Awaiting our augur […]
