Keen cups of Coffee

Sunrise on Coffee Mug
Image by StarbuckGuy via Flickr


Adrenalin wings upon a psyche relaxed
like passionate embraces of blood vessels
your artery is pleasure
and your veins are soaked with
caffeine rush

your living room is a fortress
once memory and dream wove
the chairs are the ligaments
your tongue the decrees

as it writes with rush

your whole tendons sway
this ballet is never slow
never dull to devour
and you take the steps
a drug made in a repository
of finesse

you are having coffee aren’t you?

if that is what is called high
it is teasing to this tongue


Fantasy Breeding

Global Warming & Climate Change


They say constellations can’t crack out of your head
they say eggs are primarily not a mammalian profession;
roads to love are not trailed by bed crumbs
and insects don’t sing like nightingales
not normally
it is an unkept breed

please don’t resist my womb

grow in me
like grains can grow in flowers
and  glass can grow on trees
and crops may be books
pages as seeds
and artefacts can be pieces of cosmos
lying asleep out in the open

and a barenaked eye
clothed in his iris
clothed in her glasses
can be vision-perfect
if only we see multifarious
in all angles of
a presumed singularity

breed into me
imagination breed into me
I am un-gendered
I am un-sexed
I am gendered
I am sexed

the world needs your oasis

reality stays afloat because of plausibility —

Of Those Merits

Artist's conception of the Milky Way galaxy.
Image via Wikipedia


You are but thinking of Eden
and Earth is a faraway dream
yet your callouses of love
inhibit your imagination
your imagining
so sweet
yet not child mature
not accountable
fairytale is
a reminiscent mythology
that power can taste the lips
and make it bleed onto the rose

Dance one, step, two
makes castles with silver clouds
and let colour drenched sky
with moon and sun instruments
let world occupy me
yet Earth is still uninvited
Earth rotates dully still
you made it drowsy
by never carving out your
aspiriatory figures
into its ozone
projectile wombs
make good listeners

Earth shouldn’t be far
its dimension should be weaved
Earth shouldn’t be far
Its dimension should not deplete
upon your tear stained eye
like an immortal ether of colour
mesh the merits high

love to glow in the lantern of the universe…