The Refuse

Look at me I am the misery of a hundred chained lions The toil of a hundred caged doves The lament of a hundred dying crickets And all of those roars, those strangled songs, those insistent yet dying cricket notes They live within, they live within. Look at me I am the raped soul of […]

The bloodied world map

You asked me for a world map I showed you my bloodied knee It is no less than a map Of the world; not just my world Those purple specks show you islands The pink flesh shows the continents The brown crusting skin, the decay of humanity And blood. And blood. And blood. What more […]

Etch(ed) Inside

He looks up at the crying sky and Touches his heart He feels the tears inside and Comforts the sky by joining it. Train tracks, poetry, his old guitar Free wind in his hair, free thought in his mind He conjures up anything from Psychotic men to mute Anettes Look into his eyes and you […]

Death dictates

It blows its frosty breath and holds its silver sceptre the knob glows with its latest kill. (Soft departure is only soft to the onlookers.) Death dictates its purple toes twitch in line with frozen blood. (Cold storage is cold to everyone.) It uses full stops as its only punctuation and knows no hyphens definitely […]

I·dyl·lic

Originally posted on Randomly Abstract:
Amidst sky hues, Setting suns, misty blues, Silences lapsing into eternities, infinities; Our poetry calls us to listen. ◊ Took this on my return route from Nathiagali, Pakistan. Got inspired by the daily post’s challenge to share it because this trip meant all sorts of magic to me.

Picture on the mantel

  There’s a picture on the mantel A picture that I love Of you and me together Twenty years afore. It was taken in our hometown Afront that crazy, little barn The one we painted red To make our world glow warm. It reminds me now of moments The ones that we have lived It […]

Why do you shout so? You do know it’s all in vain. When the veins begin to pop in your head and your blood begins to curdle and you take the first of your last breaths, is that when you’ll learn? They won’t listen, you know. No one ever wants to listen. You don’t either. […]

A Rainbow Awaits

Naive little water drops never knew What they were, what they could do Upon their downfall they saw the sun The sun shone bright and magic spun A band of colours poured from the drops Exquisite scenery high above the crops Bright old sun had till then just burned It saw then the rainbow the […]