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Friday, May 22, 2009

surrealistically realistic


a dream land far far away
a utopia,just two blocks away
bourgeoisie drinking whiskey on the rocks
and the capitalists drinking vodka
for a change....would'nt that be a sight
like some 'black holes' waiting to be 'big banged'

a light leading the wrong way
time not running away but fading
trees melting,
got to stop global warming
nuclear weapons freezing,
sorry..please continue the global warming
(without it you will not have power)

a coloniser in a post-colonial land
a rapist in a brothel
a woman in the land of eunuchs
a faceless person
in front of the mirror
'guys' chewing grass
in the land of 'guys' dancing to some hip-hop melody

saying this I remove my mask

revealing my faceless face
to the man standing in the mirror....
(painting by a surrealist painter Salvador Dali Le Sommeil)




Saturday, May 16, 2009

a romantically unromantic poem

"I wandered lonely as a cloud"
I was left all alone in solitude
when I realised the "cloud" was a mushroom "cloud".
The "skylark" flying above my "cloud"
droping bombs, blasting aloud.
Resembling an automatic firing weapon
are the songs of the "nightingale"
not as sweet as it used to be.

The "west wind" blowing from the American shores
a "destroyer and preserver"
"destroyer" of mankind "preserver" of power.
Winter goes, spring comes
new weather, new flowers blossoming
and celebrating the coming of new life
like celebrating the coming of a different coloured President
truely a "destroyer and preserver"

a whole universe in a grain of rice
a whole natural world in a proton of an atom bomb
a whole Hiroshima on a drop of due
creation and destruction-a myth renewed
truely I wander "lonely as a cloud"

LIES I

she lies by my side in bed
yet she lies to me

she makes love to me while she lies
she hides her face with her hair
yet she lies by my side

she talks to me,
she touches me
filling me with fear inside
and anxiety outside

she declassifies her classified lies
reaching for the forbidden fruit,
still by my side, she lies

I removed gently
the hair covering her face
for the first time, saw her eyes
her dark iris full of lies

I saw her face
turned red, blue and then yellow
appearing as a mirror
showing my own reflection
and yet she lies