Tremor

 The pristine floats like a million corpses,

 impetuously choked just before the dawn,

 before my proliferating silence caught

 the erratic murderer hiding behind

 perfectly painted visages of callous world!

 I so become your ancient necropolis…Love!

Love's Catastrophe

I open my eyes into another world,

The untouched universe of my mind,

I stood there amongst the floating whirlpool of smoke,

In white and heaven,

In silence and myself!

These clouds of heart moved apart in transparency,

In innocence and freshness,

I see you, the image of my past, the history of love,

A part of my heart’s flesh, you stand there,

I stand here!

I stretched my arm to touch you,

The first touch that any human can ever feel,

The unadulterated touch,

Like the healer’s hand that touched the dead girl,

Brought alive a world, a universe erupted like a volcano,

At that purity!

The unending ocean streamed through me,

Open your eyes beloved,

To witness; before the veils of time separate us,

Before your image dissolve into darkness!

One thought of faith, a curtain dropped between us,

Of wedding, another dropped from the skies into our minds,

Infinite masks we wear and thousands amid our existences,

Do we wish to touch each other like the blind?

Make love with closed eyes?

We breathe in heaven; sleep in those mild whirlpools of love,

Those burn all these cloaks between us,

I burn alive in these flames of revolution,

The white ashes of love waver in heaven, in silence,

I float in the whirlpool of smoke from the holocaust!

Can I ever touch you in death?
But we never touched life when alive!

Trauma

The Distorted broken Bricks,
Stand in black; the cold fossils,
Plunge down with Grey fatigue,
Drop like drops of boiled sweat,
Hit the sinking floor of time,
This unconscious collision emit,
Noxious stench of culture,
Running vigorously in thick and red,
In each cell of the drunken bodies,
Constructed to destruct,
Taming the savage existence!

High - Pitch - Love

You rub against the broken walls,

Of my fragmented feelings,

This friction began to flow,

Into my sinless silent nerves,

Bleeding in high pitch,

These thoughts of you,

Poisoned me with “love”,

Burning me alive in the depths,

Of you eluding to melt in me,

Beyond the walls, into the veins!

Ne plus ultra!

I ascended thousand years to reach you,

With wings of pain and hunger,

For I found my heart at the pinnacle,

But at the touch of my distant whispers - “love”,

The crowns liquefied in a second,

My heart gushing down along with the streams,

Of the melting tips of longing mountains,

Neither heart nor mountains or “I” exist anymore,

The trio faded into madness and fear,

Infinite pieces of me, you and hope,
Broken by the glasses of culture and time,
The history of "Reason's" climax in ruins!

Crucify Me With Chopped Breasts ...

Crucify me with chopped breasts,

Peel off my youthful feminine skins,

Hang me to death; hang me to the trees of fertility,

For Am cursed with femininity –

Thousand jezebels stand in wait - Masturbating,

On the Day of Judgment,

With pots of stored blood and tears on their heads,

To break it on the messiah’s pure feet –

Castrate the early virgins soon, before they mature,

For no daughter can reproduce in pain and lust,

The mutilated widows are hidden,

Under the dark blankets, in the masculine darkness –

Blessed is the city that’s ruled by bisexual bastards,

The emasculated paradise on earth,

Infinite screams of women- ness buried,

Beneath the soils of “human” sex –

The Crush Box !

Crushed,

Into this square demon box called “culture”,

Smothering my vastness,

You compress the oceans to fit into that tiny box,

Lying motionlessly and lifelessly on your working desk,

And stuff the skies carelessly into such a distorted container,

That has no eyes and ears, forever a dead box,

Am being shrunken into incessant - ness of wound!

Crushed again,

When you disconnected me from my planet,

And thrown me into a condensed prison called “life”,

This never did let me breath time and verse,

So, I continually vomit the nauseating homesickness!

When you locked me in that darkness,

I screamed out for an escape, for a touch and a move,

The abrasions of fear bleeding in my eyes!

Crushed forever,

When am buried alive underneath the human “love”,

That rolls like a dice – Uncertain,

Uncertainty led to horrifying nightmares,

So, I waited…. am waiting….

For death to touch me,

And unlock my cursed existence from that paroxysm box,

So that I can fly away from the clutch of the human hand!