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!

Touch

You blow like a chill wind over me,

Moving soft over the surface,

Did you touch?

The waters of love and innocence,

While I lie and spread myself beneath,

Buried under,

The chill breeze,

Some pieces of feelings,

Flashes of lonely nights,

Darkness,

Pain,

Tears,

You,
me,
I...

Dead Painting or Dead me?

 

You still are a painting,
Into which i look every morning,
Hanging on the wall, fixed!
But...one day..you smiled at me,
I waited every single day for that smile,
Gazing through and staring into u,
I waited years..., tirelessly waiting,

for that nameless feeling...undefined,
I never knew that  u never smiled at me,

That was a smiling face painted in the canvas!

Decay

You would never see,

Till I paint it before your eyes,

The ocean of love,

Hidden in my silence!

You would never hear,

Till I whisper in your ears,

The innocent stories of love,

Secretly consuming me!

You would never know,

Till you choose to witness,

The miracle in my heart,

That is you!

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!

Love at Dusk

The layers of immeasurable sweetness mount,
As the beastly desires consume our bodies,
On this solid, flat, square, wooden bed – Fixed!
The saccharine fumes escape into the air,
Burning my imaginings of love's existence,
The holocaust of platonic spirits!

So Her Split Spirit Sings…

I Create,
The farther oceans,
Whose shores are torn,
Into pieces – Infinite!
I am the parched land – stripped,
Spreading along black margins,
Of the endless waters,
Unspoken!

The thirsty crevices scream,
Swollen with empty cries,
The echoes are washed away,
By the frozen waves of silent sea!

I drink the still venom,
From the black streams of lust,
Those are eternally breathless,
The anxious “horror” – Mysterious!

I whisper to the dead crystals,
The humble songs of love,
To my sole reflections,
The image of my split “self” – ripped,
Flashed on the glassy floors,
Splashing unholy blood in my eyes!

I discern you,
As I masturbate,
The infinite ego’s of mine,
Making love to each other,
Dwelling like floating corpses,
Over this hidden ocean,
Shrinking in my “other” mind!

So I choose,
For the reason “love”,
To stitch the torn bedspread,
With yarns of my deep songs,
Making the floor ready,
For the abandoned tears,
To flow on the desert lands,
Of lonely shores,
- The divine orgasm...
  In my silent mind!

I Long for Pain, In Pain !

Tonight,

Feels so dim, airy and resolved.

I gaze into my faint mind,

I look through and beyond,

Breathing in the pages of past,

I travel,

By memories – Immortal,

This fragile moment, 

Leads me into floating trance, 

Which comforts and covers,

My naked thoughts,

Those are shivering in cold of the day,

So I waited,

Till this hour of recluse,

During which I knock,  

The doors of my juvenescence,

-          Erratically hidden,

 Now, I seek to enter,

        Into the space of torment,

        To drink nostalgic pain,

        Yes! I am thirsty,

        I crave and crawl,

        For that quenching drop,

        Of ache and sorrow,

        This wakes up my drowsy thoughts,

        Those are vanishing in the air,

        Buried underneath soils of “comfort”,

        Lord, bless me with suffering,

        So that I can rise again,

        And fly,

        Beyond desires and joys,

        Into the spaces of ecstatic twinge,

        To waver and wander,

        In the heaviness of bright anguish,

        I soar into Morning through mourning,

        With ejected “grief”,

        And empty heart,

        So, I long for darkness again,

        Tears Tonight!

Mirror Eye

Flooding agony gushes beyond my tears,

Through the silent voices and still memories,

Of fleeing present and perished past,

I fade away like vapor on the mirror,

On which I see myself evaporating,

To dissolve in your eyes,

As I look through,

I cease from disappearing,

Discovering my existence,

In every layer of nostalgic breathe,

I appear,

On the mirror of life,

Life that gushes beyond tears,

Through streams of sore reflections,

I define myself!

The Love Smoke ~

 Silky Fire ooze softly from deepest outlets,

 Warmly ignite every mysterious breath – secretly,

 Sprinkles and whispers,

 Of ceaseless imaginings – so innocent,

 Untouched and unspoken,

 To fly with wings of the cotton flames,

 Light and float,

 On still nostalgic surfaces,

 Burning over the carpet fields of time,

 Emitting crystal smokes of love – Divine!

 Through the translucency, I see…

 The tender membranes tear and bleed,

 Stretched beyond life and reason,

 As the virgin wind pierce barriers of “Reality”,

 The flames of desire flow eternally,

 Into the deepest inlets - hidden!

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!

I Dissolve

Abstruse I found this moment,
While am slipping from a flying charm,
that sailed into infinite dimensions,
I lapsed into bitter reality,
Found the mirror reflections of “love”
Empty and nonexistent- it’s bleeding!
So, I closed my eyes to dream,
Of that celestial charm –Love,
I fly away from gravity,
Towards the Utopian sanctuary,
And, that’s where I belong,
It’s the real home and the real space,
Into which the dendrites of my nerve cells creep,
The paradise of power and life!
I fear to close my eyes,
Lest, I may shatter the divine vision,
I breathe and wait,
To let this lapse pass and death loom over!

The “I” hole…

An infinite space hangs doubtfully,
Between the poles of fathom and lost gazes,
Silent like the windswept skies – Starless…

Questions and reasons abscond insanely,
To sink in the pensive storm!
The unanswered scantiness…

The Earth remained still for a moment,
While the fragile abyss broke,
Into tears –

The light didn’t last for long…

You breeze in,
Aerating the shivery kindles
Of my lorn and torn existence,
I Blaze with love at your touch,
It’s the ecstatic moment,
The heavenly fraction of time,
Sweeping away my darkness!

I couldn’t freeze time,
It’s moving like the floating sea,
Whose waves wash away all dreams,
The treacherous “time” betrayed me,
The earth’s still revolving,
and you move…
-away from me; breezing out!

I burn and melt,
Like the faint wax,
That’s spread on the empty floor!
I feel like am evaporating,
My pain being condensed in the air,
into droplets – tears,
I rain on the hollow shadows!

You are an evanescent dream,
You just passed by,
But you touched me magically,
I may not see you now,
But, with every sweep of air,
I feel you,
I close my eyes…and you breeze in!

The Broken Song...

I hear a song,
Echoing from the prisons and alleyways,
That’s being hummed lowly,
Like a vagrant mothers lullaby,
To the innocent cheek that suck dry breasts,
It’s the song of “death”!

It moves like a venomous reptile,
Among filthy rags and rotten mud in the dark,
Whose shadow scares the decaying creatures,
Helpless with wounds of poverty,
Those hang on the streets and holes,
The tainted images from the creator’s hand!

I swipe this portrait with my song of love,
Spreading warmly over shivering bodies in cold,
A song that hovers calmly, healing the ruptures,
It flows luminously in the heart of death,
Whose waves whisper chants of “hope”,
Into the open ears of bony infant!

It’s a covenant song,
Of hunger, of pain and of love,
Tears exist between light and darkness,
I stand there like an angel with broken wings,
While I touch the cheek of that hungry little soul,
I sing my song forever!

Insane Doodles !

I scribbled on the sky,
Some random questions,
I whispered to the sea,
Some favorite dreams,
The sky pierced at my touch,
It did split open for me,
Poured out lovely rain,
Into the sea of my heart,
I stood at the shore,
The waves carried to me,
The dreams and answers,
Touching the tip of my toes!

The Modern Leaf!

The land isn’t raked,
Savage weeds grow capriciously,
Rugged texture of its leaves hurt,
It’s unvisited– the abject of the past,
Floating in the new born sooty mind!

Disconnected and closed,
Swallowing the streams of evolution,
It’s a masked promise land,
It Flows like the fragmentary river-“I”,
The sycophant puppet is buried beneath!

The shed dry leaves lie carelessly,
Just like the austerity of a modern whore,
They spread, overlap and speak,
On the pieces of broken soil,
Lay the leaves of broken “self”!

To see the whole world in a leaf,
Or, see the leaves scattered in the world?
To find my mind on that uncombed land,
Or, is the land spread on my mind?
My existence smells like an illusion!

This vision isn’t raked,
It’s blurred, rather capricious,
The modern “world” floating in each mind,
The ground on which I stand slides,
So, I fly like the dry leaves from ancient trees!

Irk

 

You write,
The lovely dreams,
On my spread heart,
You write beautifully,
The secret stories,
I feel it while you write,
I open my eyes to see,
But, you rub it away,
Even before I read!
I search insanely,
For the lost letters,
Frustrated and irksome,
Grow sharp claws of pain,
To tear and pierce,
Blood all over the place,
Split open my precipitated mind,
I gaze into it,
Find blank pages,
Fluttering calmly,
In silence and death!

You weave,
The garment of love,
Your body with mine,
Closely and genially,
I feel the warmth,
I wish to cover myself,
With that eternal robe,
But, you untie the threads,
Tear it anxiously,
Even before I wear,
Leaving me naked,
Cold,
Desperate,
I find the pieces torn,
Of rejected clothes,
Lying scattered on the floor!
My heart fails to beat,
My mind lost in nothingness,
Numb and in love,
I remember you…

Delete

She sinks.
drenching in the untimely rain
the silent disaster smiles at her
She’s cold and dark,
uncovered.
Drowning secretly within
the outcast virgin
stands still,
wet and absorbed,
she floods in me.

I feel suffocated,
buried beneath the absent soil
the unspoken stories and the unheard cries
are thrown into the ancient sea,
erased.
I conceive darkness
I am the spotless pregnant
The flooding womb wakes up
finds the doors shut,
I sink in you!

Pause...

I pause,
The night seem like a dark wave,
Silence floats on the surface, but roaring beneath,
With conceived secret truths!
I feel composed,
Revolving around the inceptions,
I am the pregnant planet -The spherical womb,
Rolling like a ball into the space!
Colliding with emptiness, I broke,
The pieces fell on the floor,
Like the agonizing menstrual drops!
I shed,
Desires and tears – the inmost spheres,
In which I spin around narcotized,
I feel the subconscious ellipses,
Seductive like the curves of my hidden breast!
I perceive,
The circular time – fixed in my eyeballs,
To stare alluringly at “urge”,
Like the lustful look of a thirsty harlot,
It’s piercing and painful,
So I paused,
“Time” is a vamp!

Leaves of Gaia!

I creep along the naked cleavages of broken spreads,
Breathing the exhausted fumes fading out in the dark,
Barren thorns wound my juice less skins on the surface,
I bleed drops of death to moist the parched graveyard!

The earth revolves to shed seasons on heart’s derma,
To bury the hollow shadows, never to resurrect again,
Let it rain on the kaput for some lovely green reasons,
I can hear the floor’s pulse, spelling adolescent sprouts!

I exist within the pores and run through the veins of life,
To slide and mount edges of creator’s creation’s design,
I find myself in every nucleus of evolution’s pigments,
To stand lonely on the wrecked ground, yet, the only one!

Thrilling Throbs!

I open the eyes of my feel to perceive favorite extracts,
Those that awaken precious moods with flavors of you,
To shower the magical aroma within my heart’s spaces,
The thoughts that squeeze the darling essence of you!

I sense the overflowing pleasure at your reminiscence,
To hear those sweet soundings of cherished moments,
Whose waves touch the thrilling throbs beating for you,
Which are spread on my heart’s floor and mind’s shores!

You sync with every resonance of my mellifluous desires,
Every stroke of your nostalgic reflection strikes within me,
Love -unfetters my soul as am completely drenched in you,
You blow and flow in me, painting my loveliest seasons ever!