Saturday, September 25, 2010

Unusualness of Snake And Ladders



























A beautiful reflection upon a still lake
turns the whole world upside down

Death makes us run the never ending
relay race, with our family as the team

Flights of pursuit often gets delayed
but the flying is never tarnished

A possibility is smothered for its only crime
of having the right to exist among others

A face to die for-
at times, dies a natural death



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The Incongruency of The Two Pillars
























Human face is the innocent
misbegotten child
of the ego and freedom upstairs

Looking beautiful is a mask worn-
a mask that commands inquiry
for its inherent mystery

And
for centuries
ugliness has been stripping off
what looks beautiful
to see
if it too is ugly within,
but what it has discovered is
fear

Ugliness wants to spread itself
Beauty wants to contain itself


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Thursday, September 23, 2010

Can We Have Some More Please?




















'Excess' is a fruit
whose orchard is infected
It is hogged swinishly
in the guise of competence
whose unending greed
would like to have some more

Rifles are fired
in the land of war
Guns are favored
by the keepers of law
Ordinary men who can't afford
would like to hate some more

We fuck the law
We fuck the land
We fuck people
and their innocence inside
We, the children of fuck,
would like to fuck some more.

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So Be It





















Marquez and मुक्तिबोध
are not comfortable together
in a given alphabet system

Muktibodh doesn't sound like himself in Roman
whereas मार्केज़ seems stranger in Devnagari

There should be a mathematical way
which expresses them uniquely and
brings them together perfectly

That combined relation would indeed be
an expression of immense wilderness
and deep-felt beauty

Amen
तथास्तु

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Pigeons, Humans


















Time after time,
having been disturbed
I have learnt
that pigeons are early morning fuckers
should they find an open window

Lady pigeons impregnated in doggy style
by anonymous fuckers of the same zip code
all near my window

Time after time
having been disappointed
I have understood
that fucking is a futile attempt
to connect two souls

Arriving to dispel the curse of loneliness
two bare bodies entwined disconnected
near the same goddamn window


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