Thursday, May 24, 2007

Missing the snakeman

moon light through the window
gives life to the blind’s shadow
lifting itself
to a sensuous dance
.
pitter patter raindrops
incessant drumming of random thoughts
dampness in the air, tiredness of the spirit
a shed skin somewhere, lying soaking wet
.
fragrance of raw flesh
brought by the roaming cloud
stirring hidden longings
rising slowly like the snakeman’s hood
.
the rain stops
as the moon sleeps
and stealing back the fragrance
the cloud moves
.
knotted feelings untie,
as the snake uncoils somewhere
.
the mind lets go
sleep creeps in,
but the heart lingers….

Friday, May 18, 2007

Kiss of life

I would have your body
rather
.
what use your mind
which plays war games
with
stinking corpses of reason
.
or your soul
perched on a tree top
waiting to pounce
on the passing god
.
keep your mind in the fridge
to chill
and drop your soul in the letterbox
to god
.
come, let me start loving you
with a kiss of life
.

Tuesday, May 15, 2007

The Wind and the Sea

today I hold your hand
today I walk with you
.
today i hold your hand
as the waves hold the wind
so close but not clinging
so far but fingers kissing
.
today i walk with you
not as shadow to a body
but as fragrance moves with memories
as images move on melodies
.
today I hold your hand
today i walk with you
today i smile at the same sunset
which paints a glow on you
.
still
free to float with the waves
free to ride the breeze
free to bathe in the stream
free to kiss the sunlight
.
with no chains and norms
with no whys and whynots
.
yet the rocks changing a bit
with the caress of each wave
and the beach made a bit smoother
with each kiss of the blowing breeze
.

Friday, May 11, 2007

God @ Thiruvannamalai Parikrama

next to her
the trees were young
.
the skin rough as barks
weathered by age and hunger
.
she walked the night with me
no I walked the night with her
.
she took in my pain
thru her blistered feet
and smiled it out
shaming the moon a bit
.
and on her dark shoulder
soaked with smelly sweat
I found God
peacefully sleeping
.
secure
and with out fear

Thursday, May 10, 2007

Mushroom Manager


get them
break them
drug them
bond them
scare them
F them
.
break them more
drug them more
scare them more
F again
and again
.
the fear
the pain
the anger
.
the bond
the love
the joy
.
you
have never
known
.