As rain is not for the dry days So is Hope not for yesterdays. Shall we seek a better past, Swallow memories of full plates emptied fast? Should we murmur...
I cry for the barking gods who write With illusory saliva on empty souls, But their words perish as particles of Silence hides their deceit in sepulcher of history. I...
in due time, it will cum keep planting, it will come suck determination's nipple surely, it'll cum, with firm ripple i've crawled before eaten meals off the floor licked clean...
I have pointed, The accusing finger At the mouth of The mute mirror. Yes,I have thrown Cursing stony stones Into the silent marketplace Seeking out the heads of the guilty....
Today is not yesterday you know The face of tomorrow is not of today Even the turns might come and row Today is not yesterday you know Happenings, like babies,...
Here we are Enjoying the beauty of misery Roaming the streets Lost in the glory of poverty Contented with the emptiness of our souls Minds in utmost disarray But silence...
London is calling Mississippi, Amsterdam, Berlin, Mumbai, China and Moscow I hear the snow there is as white as the heavens And the walls of China double the lips of...
Time flies, men rise Words said, truth heard Less proofs Husbands. . . . Less fathers Wives. . . . Less mothers Students. . . . Less scholars Caveats abound,...
Prologue: Dear child, if you’re reading my biography Sometime in the near future, When I’m dead and dailies are eulogizing me, And you pick up this poem to read, Know...
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