The chair you left with me is an asylum of fear. Whenever it swings, the pungent aroma of your Cuban cigars pervades the breeze and my room fills with spiraling rings of smoke. When it swings, I can compile a thousand poems on solitude and hear your slogans rippling in the air. The vacant chair you left with me is[Read More...]
Cancer Is not just a zodiac sign Like a crab its effects are not benign…. It is malign Life threatening Physical and mental taxing Deadly disease Will not leave body with ease…. It seeps into the system Like corruption in society And all the healthy cells cease To exist like virtues Demolished by vice …. Colostomy bag Hangs like a[Read More...]
I A Kingly creature; now creatureless King An Empire out of breath while breathless doing Air, water, land all three commanded to remain in place and serve They wilt under the lash of gentle commerce whilst jolly plenty stumbles along in filthy blindness All living things now cringe at the gross summons of Man Yet meanwhile Gaia gathers up[Read More...]
The tree reaches…the way a hand Reaches–towards the sky, sunlight, rain, the moon; Towards all things known…and yet to be. Upward, Outward…towards our better selves…and others’ Better selves; towards new and old “realities”– What may be, and what has been. We can’t grasp All there is to grasp…but, open-hearted, We can reach all that is attainable. Wales’ tallest tree had[Read More...]
This Sunday morning we want to greet our readers with something beautiful for our Covid Positive section. This poem was sent to us on Facebook is perfect antidote to the constant stress of what we call the real world. Take a day off everyone. When despair for the world grows in me and I wake …
Alam ha kari yaad Azad Azad (Abdul Ahad) kuni saate wuchte yaad pawayi madano. The world will frantically search for Azad. The time will come when you will recollect, my love! What prompted the tall turbaned school teacher to brag about his personality ? When one meanderers through the life history, achievements and the literary work he accomplished ,one[Read More...]
A storm gathers fast on the distant horizon, dim but visible. Murky skies and bloated gray clouds mesh into terrific beauty—and rumble of thunder that cleaves the day-gloom with a dazzling light and deafens. The earth shudders uneasily. Trees sway violently, birds are in flight, circling. The powerful wind flattens the solid things on its way, in fury. The burning[Read More...]
This summer is unlike any other. It burns hole in the Mind and heart—and scalds the tiny veins of skin. There is death in the air and smoke hangs heavy. The dead are piled up in sheets, waiting—while the undead walk the deserted streets, benumbed; streets under curfew, joy gone out of lives. Wailings of the sirens of the ambulance[Read More...]
The pain of man wrings stories of pain from my pen I cannot write of happiness as the world weeps, weeps on pyres and graves with smoke spiralling up the scape; as bodies in desecration lie in bags and cardboard boxes; as democracy asserts amidst the chaos of dead bodies and unsensitised souls that have lost their conscience[Read More...]
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It is not enough that you have eyes and ears You must see and listen It is not enough that you see and listen You must think also It is not enough that you think You must act also It is not enough that you act You must sustain your actions also It is not enough that you sustain your[Read More...]
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