Midday drizzle Exploded to torrential ripples The air was brimming trouble When instead of ripples Down poured cinder people Faceless with eyes like flaring spirals Eyes that cascade you down to a timeless capsule It rained and rained of cinder people. Pelting down in thousands As townsfolk run rampant. Amidst the towering unknown, Clutching cellContinue reading “Cinders”
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Mahayogi
45 years. He questions the meaning of life and existence. The answers he pursued. Long nights in libraries, hypotheses from Mahayogis. He travelled by foot to woodlands and cities.Sitting beside chai kiosks, overhearing techies conversing, people cursing, in gadgets immersing.Temporal urges they ingested.Every brick and wall, synthetic infested.The city and it’s eccentricities, the forest andContinue reading “Mahayogi”
Spectre
Spanning across a thousand yards, Across boulevards, circuit lines and bottle shards, Stands a spectacle, stoic and skeletal. For 800 years those pinnacles like needles, Awaits to spike a fallen angel… Perhaps on one of my nocturnal musings I might see an angel hanging On your pinnacle like a flag hoisted of white and goldContinue reading “Spectre”
Vain
I died and became a scarab beetle, reborn in Savannah’s torrid heat.Spinning dung, I’m on the look out for bigger obstacles.Spiders, wildebeests maybe even an African eagle?Spin, spin, spin. vision-360 degrees. Spin, spin, spin – a resting oryx At a distance, a rhino beetle. I disregard. Spin, Spin, SPIN! – centipedes curling on a moundContinue reading “Vain”
Visions
The blind man and the rooster.Walked miles and miles together.Offerings of corn by village folk they shared together.He sang to him and he clucked in acknowledgement.One night, the blind man slept intoxicated. The rooster pecked him in several places, unintended.At dawn, from every peck arose an eyeball. He could see it all!!Sky and land! FeetContinue reading “Visions”
Wolpertinger
There once was a creature, so chthonic, Sighted in the woods of Wyoming. A hybrid hare with pronghorn antlers, Names it had, Jackalope and Wolpertinger. With time it fostered many portmanteau, Even a love story between a hare and a roe. At La Bonte its head was a show, Herrick the hunter made a bitContinue reading “Wolpertinger”
Eugene…
Blue light hypnosis.Hopeless! Eugene’s world was a virtual closet. Gaping at the screen, in cyberspace she reigned supreme.The world outside was falling apart! the war! Benzene, Bromine, Ethene. Eugene! GET OUT!! I witness the transmutation! Cable queen! Nerve endings jutting out merging with machine wires. Her face a sanctum of multiplying tumours. Her spines shatteringContinue reading “Eugene…”
Quick Update.
Hey guys! Thank You for all the follows. I appreciate it immensely! 🙏🏽 I shall continue posting after October. Got a few things lined up. Reality calls…Cant wait to get back, post and read some of your stuff! Thank You so much for being here. Take care 🧡
Wasted
They said it would be the bloodiest battle history ever witnessed.For years they practised in mock battles, drank potions to grow fearless.The battle it came. Chanting slogans ‘this is Armageddon’Onward and ahead ‘dead more honourable than dread’Hammers sprung, spears soaring, helmets crushed, jaws smashing, sounds of bronze shattering, limbs flying.Screams and metals clanking.Deafening until silenceContinue reading “Wasted”
Who am I?
From lunacy and pandemonium, arose an attire of delirium. The man behind the suit can be your best chum or a repulsive scum. He wore a maniacal grin, from the ruffles of his linen comes a trick, another gimmick. You could gape in awe, applaud or guffaw. Or roll your eyes but he never failsContinue reading “Who am I?”
