Transformation

Rotating angle

Transformation is a process that makes you better, valuable and beneficial to your original self. 

You are nothing before their eyes
And you know nothing is more than you
A Square goes through transformation
When rotated in different angles
The observation made by the glancing eyes
Wearing oversized googled eyeglasses
Amounts to nothing as ‘it is still what it is’
“The original square”

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The Dying Love

The dying love

The dying love

The merry go round on a pegged hole is
Jerking up to the rough road of oblivion
The flame that started since early days in love
Is gently dancing away with the wind
Enthusiasm of a suckling mouth is slowly
Weaning-off as the breast-milk sours
The good felt feelings gradually peels off
Shedding scales like reptiles fleeing a predator.
Now, waiting for a time when the later tears of Joy
Shall cleanse the former tears of sadness

 

 

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Be Humane

Be Human

Be Humane

Are you holier but not humane
Are you whiter but darker in heart
Are you brighter but bears no light
If you are deeply rooted, widely sprout,
Elegantly tall, and fullness of qualities
That beckons for handshakes but you are
Still comely in fruitlessness of the heart
Swim your body and soul in the meekness
Of murky waters to be clean.

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Endless Hate of Love

Endless Hate of Love

Endless Hate of Love

Starts with sharp four ears that hear not even,
Shouting horns of words; as their eyes blink not.
Ends with two thunderous voices bringing down the roof
And, forcing the cloud of rain to bring a sudden darkness
The downpour of tears that thunders on the sky will roam
As they Sit on the fire, gulping down a ‘rum sour’ drink
Thinking, it’s a fruity juice wine that heals the troubled stomach
But, never wonder where the bleeding heart will find a solace
When the fountain of light finally blinks to extinction

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The Secrecy of Love

The secrecy of Love

The secrecy of Love

The midnight tonnes of moaning
Doses of kisses igniting the feelings
That burst into flames of emotion
Those clinging desiring no separation
All, a secrecy of love on the sacred sheet
That kept body and heart sweating in sweetness
In true spirit and pure heart of honour, it is holy
Don’t loose it to the eager ears of the tete-a-tete

 

 

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Who Truly Am I?

Who Truly I Am?

Who Truly I Am?

Thousands of your words that made me a woman
Are conspicuous on the walls of my heart.
The more I struggle to get rid of you and them all,
The more it mixes smoothly into my blood stream.
Even as you drive me at a stupendous speed to dead,
The loyalty of the love you planted in me gets lots stronger

I knew nothing when you taught me everything,
I loved nothing when you taught me that love is life.
Very early in my youth, I was a seed in your hand,
You planted me with great care like a good farmer.
You watched my roots well grounded, stem shoot up
To the sky, branches sprout and flower fully blossom.
And, you guided me on how to rise with the rays of
Sunlight even when in the bottles of darknesses.

I glued to you like an inseparable soul for long,
Until your first deep kiss melted me to oblivion.
Blood running down in between my wobbling thighs
Was the aftermath. With the mixed feelings,
I found it difficult to stand on my feets.
Still, my mouth and heart found it easier to
Confess my forever unchangeable love for
Everything in and out of you. Till now,
Despite the bitterness in my heart,
I never stop loving you.

You completely won my heart when,
You made me understand what is
To love in pains
To care in rejection
To take someone from grass to grace,
And from dump-hill to celebrity-height.

But in all these, I am still amazed on
How quick the days have walked away,
The years have run so fast that I could
Only behold the shadows of our old days,

Now, many questions cry out in my heart for answers.
They trouble my soul and takes away the peace of my
Ever tranquillized mind: Who Truly Am I?
Am I still beautiful as you said?
Why can’t my smile melt your steeled heart?

I know that I am not tender anymore because you have
Plucked away that flagrant rose of my tenderness,
And left me with an empty nest of life
Please, tell me who truly am I now?

 

 

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Mindless Men

Mindless Men

Mindless Men

Oh men with darkness’s of mind
Parading around with sticks of fire and arm
Are you really created with a heart of stone
That washes away a poured water out?
Are your cheeks dried of running tears?
Are your veins devoid of running blood?
Can you knock a nail inside your own
Skull of a head with a sledgehammer
Just to feel How mindless are you?
Humans are given to be honoured
Not to be laid on the abattoir table
Where the soul is plucked like a pea
And murdered like a soulless chicken

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