There is this one thought
that I kept inside
Never shared, never relayed
Developed, nourished, blossomed
Fair intellect
But fear of just one
No gravity of agreement

World works on weights
Many people, one thought, more weight
Few people, one thought, less weight

So who cares what is right
and wrong
as long as it weighs for some

Then there is that tribal, trivial, ancient
feeling of belonging
To be accepted, heard, loved
Forces one to leave behind everything
their thoughts, their self, their intellect
Fear of rejection, judgement
left me off of my self.



The thrill that you receive after you punch that fear and forge. That experience is precious. Cherish it. Once you break the boundary of fear, you feel invincible of having done something out-of-the-box, something beyond the rules, beyond usual. The thrill that I received after I had my first physical fight. Damn it was so enthralling. How I punched at his face with tightly clenched fist of anger. Blowing out all my frustration. The inner demon inside of me would not stop. Each punch I landed was like a fuel to that demon inside of me. It built up more and more. It was thrilling almost near to an orgasm but exalting mentally rather physically.

How Do I Declare

How do I declare
That in you I find a flair
Your perfectly imperfect skin
For others it is nothing
For me it is something

Your hazel eyes
In them I can fall
And experience
Your maroon against

But you are unaware
You don’t know it yet
Apprehension is all
I possess
But sometimes you do
leave me in a hunch

For once I wish the world
Was different
And loving
For what I seek
Is a taboo for the generals
Is it to you too?

I wait for the moment
A Perfect one
When I would have courage
To say
What I have wanted to say
Ever since I laid my eyes on you
Fear stops me every moment
I was near blurting those words
Just three but so strong
That can initiate something

Mea fabula

Release me from this shell
I am within
I didn’t realise, I’ve held myself
Inhibitions took over my instincts

I cradle into the hands
of darkness to find peace
Destruction of my creativity
is set to increase

My pathway to seek truth
comes with struggles from within
Disappointment when ideals not followed

I drink from the vial of society, the
potion of judgement and false self-respect

Look at what I have done, physically
rationally inert
my anger comes like a storm followed
by a rainfall of salty memories
and consequences

Guilty from within
depressed from median
lack of interest
poisons my veins of enthusiasm.


Every human under a notion
to bias
Take a stance for commotion
Left and right
Dark and bright
Red and blue
Without a clue

Right and wrongs are the same
what matters is who has the game
Reason and logic are down the pipe
When ego is thriving ripe
augmenting the sword
eulogising the perpetrators
Mother of reason is raped
as scent of unsagacious smoke is vaped

if you enamour enlightenment
come to a settlement
take a vow
embrace the rainbow
you doth not be couth
you doth not feel ruth
fight for the right
make earthly inclination quiet
nothing is absolute
we all are ex nihilo flute


Burning hearts, dazzling skulls
flying through the dark heaven
blood drizzling down falling
on the sands of burnt skin
storms of ash blow down upon graves
and settle
the darkness crawls over everything
huge insects nest over the bones
footprints of hatred over the sand
eternally unconquerable
muffled thunders of anger, lightening of rage
cast over the horizon
darkness in search of life
set itself here
to be freed from
claws of past
and forge forwards

Recta ad cor

Obsessed with consistency
we are
patterns of familiarity
pacify us
making us weak
implacable to chaos
unnoticeable patterns

wash myself in obstinacy
mind as rigid as lumbar
delinquent curiosity
makes our
future bleak
hope a challenge to current ethos
kindle a lantern

divinitus inspirata

difficult  to screen
my thoughts careen
my self-esteem inked
walls perforated
letting in humility
underestimate my ability

swords of ideas drawn out
indication of a lout
true individual is one
that takes action

buried deep into my soul
an arrow of norms
sunken through time
mangled goal
appeasement by conform
sunken through time

eyes morose
face composed
grueling souls
society wretched
needs a hatchet


Chaleb Meam Uno

that disturbance passed
through me
I shivered from the cold
the humiliation grounded
cheeks flushed, mind rushed
scooted out, eyes moist
ideas shunned, desolate mind

the dark green woods
eyes swiveled around
face wore a smug
heart was warm
this was my clandestine vantage

through an inevitable walk
eyes caught a soul
wrapped in a blanket
of glaucous aura
hinds touching, knees hoisted
my feet squelched
the soul turned
a faint glint of pain
in its eyes

sat next to it
looked it in the eye
my soul dived
into the abyss
as I wallowed in
I was encompassed by
colourful raging fire
it was beautiful
vermillion, viridian, indigo
it was beautiful
evident was the pain
it seared through my skin

before I could
be myself
I was up against the soul in
an inevitable embrace
augmenting delight
vanquishing sorrow
appeased the heart
an influx of warmth
swallowed my maroon
maroon against maroon
huddled into one-another