Saturday, October 30, 2010

Clown's Dream

Monday night he went to sleep thinking of making love to the newly wed neighbour. He was also thinking of changing the whole world by this one truly original idea and as to how incredibly popular that would  make him.
He imagined how he would pose for the photograph that would appear in the morning news paper and how he would  smile at his ex-lover during an accidental encounter at a dinner gathering.
He also thought about salvation and detachment. But then, he wanted a few more
frivolous days of worldly futilities such as these.

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

I chased lust
then lust chased me.
Smoked an angry cigarette
against the wall with
lewd graffiti

It was the Flu I think
that made me pale
as wax.
The lover stood beside
the bed
lentil soup with garlic and
pepper I had asked.

I was restless
Desiring a green
open ocean
as the sweat soaked
bed sheet gathered
million crease marks.

The large juicy leaf
of the money plant
turned yellow in the
beer mug.
November yet to come.

In the morning I think
they played Chopin's Nocturnes.
Maybe, the Vampires
danced in the sun.

Read a few selected
pages of the book
that described in
a few pornographic lines
acts of carnal love.

This book, like a brick
supported the left edge

of the shelf.
Someone who borrowed it
long ago
had rounded the corners..

Suddenly then
a renewed hatred
and utter discomfort

After lunch
a few hours of
disturbed sleep
and television news..
I could hear children
playing football
in the park.

Yesterday
I recovered.


Smoked.
Brushed.
Had coffee
and got a little cut
near the lips
while being narcissistic
during  the
clumsy shaving act.

Today I cleaned my desk
and washed the old
flower vase.
The sun is bright outside
and I have
so much work

Monday, October 25, 2010

Yellow Chrome of the
betel leaf face
and Kohl painted large
slanted eyes
disppeared
under the opaque
grey water

Only orange flowers
floated amidst the
quiet whirlpool

And then they returned
with ther drums
seeking assurance
that the world would
be the same
Next year

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Somewhere here
stood a tree

He knew the name
that I forgot

The tree is dead now
I think  and

This place has
gathered years of rust

Monday, October 4, 2010

Fragrance of Chhatim
intoxicates
the lonely walk through
Evening mist

The heart conjures
the dead tears
and the Shehenai
weeps behind the veil
of lamp-lit streets

Sunday, October 3, 2010

Diego played the Accordion
Ming served coffee  hot
I read my Evelyn Waugh
and the world around revolved
The more you  drowned
me in wine
The more I swam
through the black ocean
of your eyes glistening
I am, but one fish
Oh! Lets just sink
When the owl hooted
and crickets shreiked
book finished
I went to sleep
All night under moon
silent tears fell like dew
At dawn they parted
Tired day, parted hair
Sly rain made my
white shirt wet
and everyone stared
September is gone
I drink my morning coffee
listening to dawn
Pearl of her ear-ring
then slipped down black satin
Lost in green grass field

Friday, October 1, 2010

Fog hazes street lights.
sudden North wind
chills the boy
sweeping fall's  last leaves
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Its winter again
woolen scarf
orange yellow
This snow shall melt too


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        (1)

Spring rain
sudden green.
Yellow moth seeks shelter
under money plant leaf.



        (2)

Slimy moss -
dark blackish green.
Large fish chases tadpole
fisherman sings.



         (3)

Sea waves green
bottles of wine
Sick little girl feeds fish
Green aquarium