on a monday morning,
I see that girl rushing out
and watch her slip on the sidewalk
and a boy catch her slowly
or maybe I see it in slow motion
I too slip, and the paint splashes
on the walls, falling on ground
I had picked the rollers
out of the garbage,
to roll on the bare walls
to cover the evidence
of our raw tactility
to give it a semblance
"now watching the boy and the girl, I want it all open"
rooted
Poetry for me is a way of living, it comes out of nowhere and I have to write it down. How I write, what I write, I decide. I am not asking you to be judgemental. I am gifted with the ability to see beyond the obvious.
Monday, August 15, 2011
Sunday, August 14, 2011
hinder the tremors
one day when ocean becomes nether
I pledge to tread on it
I will let the tremors enter into me
as I want to feel the sacred sea
it will get enmeshed into darkness
no plaster separates it from that tuft
if the fish hinder its sporadic ventures
if it is possible,
I will remove the stigma of the sea
it too has a right to move forward
I can listen to its whisper
even when it laughs out loud
I don't need an eye for an eye
the world is already blind.
"the deep can never go away, it only enhances"
![Rolling In The Deep](https://web.archive.org/web/20110816102914im_/http://ws.amazon.com/widgets/q?MarketPlace=US&ServiceVersion=20070822&ID=AsinImage&WS=1&Format=_SL160_&ASIN=B004P4OAMQ&tag=rooted00-20)
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![The Deep](https://web.archive.org/web/20110816102914im_/http://ws.amazon.com/widgets/q?MarketPlace=US&ServiceVersion=20070822&ID=AsinImage&WS=1&Format=_SL160_&ASIN=0767818067&tag=rooted00-20)
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![Smoke On The Water](https://web.archive.org/web/20110816102914im_/http://ws.amazon.com/widgets/q?MarketPlace=US&ServiceVersion=20070822&ID=AsinImage&WS=1&Format=_SL160_&ASIN=B0011Z10UC&tag=rooted00-20)
I pledge to tread on it
I will let the tremors enter into me
as I want to feel the sacred sea
it will get enmeshed into darkness
no plaster separates it from that tuft
if the fish hinder its sporadic ventures
if it is possible,
I will remove the stigma of the sea
it too has a right to move forward
I can listen to its whisper
even when it laughs out loud
I don't need an eye for an eye
the world is already blind.
"the deep can never go away, it only enhances"
Friday, August 12, 2011
dead woman returns...
dead woman roams the street searching for life
that life she abandoned unthinkingly
dead woman holds a piece of paper with a map,
of a place that is hidden from all eyes
dead woman pauses, takes a deep breathe
(I want to know how she breathes silence)
"is that dead woman merged into me, unknowingly?"
![Vertigo: The Living Dead Man Poems](https://web.archive.org/web/20110816102914im_/http://ws.amazon.com/widgets/q?MarketPlace=US&ServiceVersion=20070822&ID=AsinImage&WS=1&Format=_SL160_&ASIN=1556593767&tag=rooted00-20)
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that life she abandoned unthinkingly
dead woman holds a piece of paper with a map,
of a place that is hidden from all eyes
dead woman pauses, takes a deep breathe
(I want to know how she breathes silence)
"is that dead woman merged into me, unknowingly?"
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
ashes of radiating electrons
my dreams are not for display
you can't see them
you don't want to see them
you only help in creating
myriads of nightmares
I let both merge
and photograph the images
drenched in reminiscences of you
when you will hear voices
I will be immune to that
my body will rise beyond it
I will stay awake all night,
night after night,
while you edit me from your life
with your paring knife
let me collect the ashes of radiating electrons
and build a shrine from those
you can't see them
you don't want to see them
you only help in creating
myriads of nightmares
I let both merge
and photograph the images
drenched in reminiscences of you
when you will hear voices
I will be immune to that
my body will rise beyond it
I will stay awake all night,
night after night,
while you edit me from your life
with your paring knife
let me collect the ashes of radiating electrons
and build a shrine from those
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Sunday, August 07, 2011
vinyl records, ruined battery
in the psychedelic dreams
of nothingness
I find a broken record
long playing vinyl record
as ancient as you
as antiquated as I
in my alone time
I introspect the fossils
of those songs we listened
soundlessly, together
coarse, powdered
words jumbled on top of each other
relics of the past may suggest
you are my sunshine
but I walk into the dark tunnel
holding the broken record
primeval music playing
into the corrugated walls
"I will find a ruined battery on the road
fix it to my heart and listen to you for eternity"
![Bob Dylan's Greatest Hits (180 gm Vinyl)](https://web.archive.org/web/20110816102914im_/http://ws.amazon.com/widgets/q?MarketPlace=US&ServiceVersion=20070822&ID=AsinImage&WS=1&Format=_SL160_&ASIN=B00008OM0V&tag=rooted00-20)
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![Come Away with Me [Vinyl]](https://web.archive.org/web/20110816102914im_/http://ws.amazon.com/widgets/q?MarketPlace=US&ServiceVersion=20070822&ID=AsinImage&WS=1&Format=_SL160_&ASIN=B0001XPZGA&tag=rooted00-20)
![Duracell Value Charger With 4AA Pre Charged Rechargeable Nimh Batteries, CEF14DX4](https://web.archive.org/web/20110816102914im_/http://ws.amazon.com/widgets/q?MarketPlace=US&ServiceVersion=20070822&ID=AsinImage&WS=1&Format=_SL160_&ASIN=B000XSBVMU&tag=rooted00-20)
![Duracell Coppertop AA Batteries, 20-Count](https://web.archive.org/web/20110816102914im_/http://ws.amazon.com/widgets/q?MarketPlace=US&ServiceVersion=20070822&ID=AsinImage&WS=1&Format=_SL160_&ASIN=B002UXRXEG&tag=rooted00-20)
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of nothingness
I find a broken record
long playing vinyl record
as ancient as you
as antiquated as I
in my alone time
I introspect the fossils
of those songs we listened
soundlessly, together
coarse, powdered
words jumbled on top of each other
relics of the past may suggest
you are my sunshine
but I walk into the dark tunnel
holding the broken record
primeval music playing
into the corrugated walls
"I will find a ruined battery on the road
fix it to my heart and listen to you for eternity"
Thursday, August 04, 2011
other foot
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Picture Credit: Reymundo |
chocolate
propels one to sin
I fly high
indulging in hedonist delight
you never bought me other shoe
I limped the streets
your lover watching from the boulevard
laughed at my dilemma
I loved the feel of air, sunlight
on my unshod foot-
catching myself in random visors
"who needs more than one sexy pump?"
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Wednesday, August 03, 2011
hibernation revisited
I want to hibernate for eternity
but the earth's gravity
sings a teasing ditty
I want to hibernate for eternity
but life's nitty-gritty
spares no pity
I want to hibernate for eternity
but this piercing city
offers a diversity
I want to hibernate for eternity
but the bear, who appears to be smutty
sings me a ditty
I want to hibernate for eternity
dose or medicinal quantity
make me feel bitty
"I quit being a minute entity"
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Sunday, July 31, 2011
egg on
gravity. a spat or a splat
eggs us on.
shells, half broken
tell a tale-
uncomfortable in that skin,
gravity grounds everything.
'I feel such a palpable relief'
![Gravity](https://web.archive.org/web/20110816102914im_/http://ws.amazon.com/widgets/q?MarketPlace=US&ServiceVersion=20070822&ID=AsinImage&WS=1&Format=_SL160_&ASIN=B00136LELO&tag=rooted00-20)
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![Gravity](https://web.archive.org/web/20110816102914im_/http://ws.amazon.com/widgets/q?MarketPlace=US&ServiceVersion=20070822&ID=AsinImage&WS=1&Format=_SL160_&ASIN=0671016776&tag=rooted00-20)
eggs us on.
shells, half broken
tell a tale-
uncomfortable in that skin,
gravity grounds everything.
'I feel such a palpable relief'
Thursday, July 28, 2011
hibernation
I want to hibernate for eternity
but your banter stops me
I fumble in the ground
and glance towards the sky
and write a letter
copying from the etched teardrops
I see my girl pal, cycling away afar
and run towards her
we both pedal away our moods
she her adrenalin,
I, my hibernation plan!
![Hibernation (Patterns in Nature series)](https://web.archive.org/web/20110816102914im_/http://ws.amazon.com/widgets/q?MarketPlace=US&ServiceVersion=20070822&ID=AsinImage&WS=1&Format=_SL160_&ASIN=0736896163&tag=rooted00-20)
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![Hibernation Station](https://web.archive.org/web/20110816102914im_/http://ws.amazon.com/widgets/q?MarketPlace=US&ServiceVersion=20070822&ID=AsinImage&WS=1&Format=_SL160_&ASIN=1416937889&tag=rooted00-20)
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![Some Things Never Change](https://web.archive.org/web/20110816102914im_/http://ws.amazon.com/widgets/q?MarketPlace=US&ServiceVersion=20070822&ID=AsinImage&WS=1&Format=_SL160_&ASIN=B0028FS3I6&tag=rooted00-20)
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but your banter stops me
I fumble in the ground
and glance towards the sky
and write a letter
copying from the etched teardrops
I see my girl pal, cycling away afar
and run towards her
we both pedal away our moods
she her adrenalin,
I, my hibernation plan!
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