He is not One

They tell me "Say He is One" But I reply "He is not One, He is Zero" He is not One For one is divisible Can you divide zero? He is not One For One has an end And an origin Zero is Constant Continuous Eternal Sourceless All inclusive And one day Everything shall return … Continue reading He is not One

fingerprints of my words

my words leave their fingerprints indelible and uniquely mine if you tried you would recognise me only i write that way i sing as i alliterate pausing for the music, i question what appears mundane with precise, frugal phrases you, well... ... get the point my meek remarks hide a rage suppressed follow the pattern the … Continue reading fingerprints of my words

rights and wrongs

maybe wrong and wrong don't make it right just like black and black can't be white but what of wrongs and rights that are grey?

desolate pyre

the desolate pyre waits to consume the departed smoke and soul mingle and evaporate what was once flesh, bones now memories ash even the pyre sacrifices its own self feeding the earth recycling the spirit Farewell till we meet again *** As an afterthought, I realised what a contrast this and my previous post are. But … Continue reading desolate pyre

The Poetry of Laughter

Whatever you are doing...STOP! Right now! Take a 10 minute break and watch this video to the end. Why? you ask. Because you need to, I say :) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=whAFLhSWdsA does laughter require a language and would a smile need subtitles? uncomplicate your understanding with prideless power spread the contagious clarity yes... it is that easy … Continue reading The Poetry of Laughter

follow me

did you follow me again? i was not lost i just didn't want to be found

pain or gain

expressions of pain impressions of gain no “pain”, no “gain” sometimes we just got to "be" and it will all work out :)

no name

some relationships have no name try as you might they defy definition almost as though they never exist anonymous unattested accomplices like a tasty secret crush of cotton wool flighty fancy imagery don't sculpt out a silhouette or reveal into recognition if pulled to the level of mortality they lose the status of infinity if you have … Continue reading no name

soul cages

on the contrary when your soul cages you it is not to imprison but rather to protect you and recognise that the softer the soul the more it shall withstand the brittle soul requires only a single crack to crumble...

uncertain attention

a poem about seeking attention