"When you sleep do you see an angel in dying lights?Or can you see someone standing outside trying to set you alight?"- In Bad Dreams, Crippled Black Phoenix Life that we know of this world seems to exist as a continuum for most of us. Stars line the skies and the waves crash on the... Continue Reading →
Ramble and Fumble 2: Lights in a Line
I stood in a deserted engine manufacturing shop floor. It was a block closure day. The runts of the corporate employees, we worked all through the Saturday sun and breeze. People came by; they huddled in a corner near the exit of the shop, far from where I was standing, laughing and talking enthusiastically. I... Continue Reading →
Snowflakes
Snowflakes float into your lap in the soaring wind, Like the wishes of your friends residing deep within Your sighs and exaltations as you plough languidly through Hours and strides into your bleak day’s rendezvous With a crimson dove as it calls your dream of stone, As if your name it beckoned, a reality perhaps... Continue Reading →
Our Own Poetry
And that, my dear friend is poetry, That which brings joy to a man solitary, Makes musical a moment seeped in melancholy, Feels like a drop of hot, sweet honey; That, dear friend, is the gift of poetry. Harbinger of beauty, and of things unfelt, Things with which we deal and they did too With... Continue Reading →
Ghost Reveries
Before the gates of perdition, Your blasphemous life of addiction, I see you wet and palpating, I am your dreaded ghost reveries. You see me not past the curtains, As you like a fool seek atonement, You feel me in the atmosphere, A shadow lurking within shadows despaired. You hear the hounds bay,... Continue Reading →
Sweet Dreams, O Clara!
The enemy charge calls, For courage, for valour, To battle I must depart, To victory I must ride. Victory shall be mine, O Clara! As I shall mount my stallion, A glance i shall cast over my back, Towards my home, my kingdom, my kin, To protect all, I shall ride, To... Continue Reading →
Fireflies
Alit Nocturnal delights, Lit Natural splendor, High Dreamy flight, Yonder Sparkling eyes, Glowed Winged ecstasy, Amidst Dreary foliage, Exultant I gazed, They’re Fireflies.
Ink Idle 