Spinoza’s Harmony VII

You’re never alone
Look around
You’ll find You

life around faith and coca-cola

Happy Birthday

jolted awake
held upside down
in the malodor of a clinical hand.

the green masked monster
lifted me back, intently staring at me.

he wasn’t alone
white clad, a green masked jury
encircled me

a conspiracy brewing in their vicious minds
behind their shadowy eyes…

where is my cocoon?
what have I done to deserve this hell?
hysterical, I screamed.

the evil forces smiled in victory
holding the culprit, awaiting my verdict…
turned to the woman on the bed
sweated out, unsteady…

i am bloodied for a crime, i didn’t commit
i cried, she smiled

benefit of doubt
they cleaned me up
wrapped me in a sheet, swamped with
laundry stink

a dark cloud hovered
held me in his arms
i had never seen him before
he never appeared before
when I cried help
amidst chaos

i jaded a smile

2013, Day 4 of 365

8 to 5

Ain’t he worn out,
Tired of his routine?
Everyday he appears
Shines bright, disappears
Only to reappear
The following day

Look at that moon
Flaunts, his borrowed light
Ramp walks a new style
Every night

One moonless night
I lost my way back home
Returned back to the bar for one more

I saw him sitting in a corner
Sulking, plugged to a charger

“Switching on? Switching off?”

Grumpy old schmuck that he is
kept staring at his empty glass

I bought him a rum, three cubes of ice
“time you took a break”

Sun slurred “this job is all i got”

Randamn

Await : it’s been a while. Talk to me

Talk : Lies

Lies : Hell no..but your point of view. Right?

Right : I never was

Was : I am. look at me..Please?!

Please : smile please

Smile : my poetry does’nt

Poetry : cry

Rhyming poetry : try a cry

Laugh : after a burst out cry. Fake it for the mirror

Fake : You excelled everytime

Time : a crippled walk

Crippled : by your thoughts, not a moment goes by…

HOLD : she said

STOP : she did not

Prime Time

Government proposed
“Special Economic Zone”
Buy farm land for Industries, Chinese scheme
“Give us your land. We’ll pay you three times it’s worth”
Farmers refused
They lunged “let us be”
and the lobbyists won’t let that be

Relax
Give me a chance
Let me speak

“Farmers, my brothers, sell your land
You got no choice but two
Hang yourself to a rope and die or raise a gun
Don’t
Let me be your inspiration
Look at me
I’d sell anything
My underwear, my socks, my neighbor’s wife
That’s all I am left with”

My speech had an effect
But on the authorities, it seems
“An apartment on your farm land for free”
Awesome deal!!

Not a single eyelid winked
Farmers like to make out in the open, I believe
Damn…I so envy that
I’m game
In the car, on the beach, moonlit night
But hush hush job unlike countryside
Cops and hooligans alike, how many can I fight?
I am getting old now and I got to keep myself fit for prime time

Millions die of hunger in my country
Let them eat, I am on liquid diet
Prescribed by a celeb dietician, a cute one!

Am I missing the point?
Food grain decays in the open yards
Exposed to insects and rats

Huh! All you need is a reason to blame our politicians
How do you expect them to build storage overnight?
Haven’t they asked Wal-Mart and Carrefour to march in
With Dollars and Euros and insight?

Rise above petty thoughts
you don’t appreciate, take all for granted
air and water, they never levied upon us

Contaminated?

YOU FOOL,
We are immune
virus, bugs, worms, fertilized crops,
toxin, venom, carbide gas
a thirty odd die everyday, get crushed under trains
Don’t they read public messages?
Politicians are clueless
they did their job ardently
To make us aware
they glued posters
In the stinking public toilets
but we just don’t go there
We like it in the open

Ah! Now you get it

you need not question our politicians

or doubt their selfless act
Ask the Indian cricket team
if you don’t believe me

Can I see it?
Can I see a civil war closing in?
Really, is that true?

God help me please
Hold that war
Don’t be unfair
You see, I am on diet, and I have waited quite a while
I was promised a special coverage on TV, Prime time

Alright…alright, I’ll let that pass
One picture in page 3 will do
What do you say?

Damn, I hate deadlines