Abortus

They die ‘ere they are born Their spirits hover never leaving Giggling, niggling and roving And mocking. They are everywhere and nowhere, They fly before they can be picked; The ever elusive butterfly, Taunting with its beauty, Flitting away to the dismay Of the observer. They litter everywhere, Still births, half formed and formless; Sad…

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Poem for Mama (and Mothers)

Mothers. Delectable creatures carved out from God’s own heart Angels placed on earth to show in vivid colours what love is Receiving nourishment from the fountain of emotions Right from the throne of the Almighty. Mothers. Precious. Treasures encased in clay Fragile in body, harder than flint Solid and dependable Reflecting God’s nature. Mothers. Words fail…

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Voice of god

  There is a voice in my head It is the voice of the gods Gurgling, giggling, gushing Thunderous and soothing; They say I am mad, What do they know? Their fully clothed bodies Belies their naked minds Roaming about the streets Of ignorant bliss.   I am a habitation of the gods My will…

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Mutiny

Till I met you My heart was quiet Dutiful and obedient Subservient and always Listens to reason. I was in control My actions were guided By logic and common sense   Now, there is anarchy, My heart has become willful And acts without thought; It has chosen to stay with you Against all rational logic;…

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I Remember

Today, I remember. On most days I forget, the memories hidden beneath the boulders in the darkest and deserted part of my unconscious lest the gall spill forth and poison my entire existence. But every now and then I remember, snippets, fleeting events and images. They sneak up on me and wrap their icy hands…

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