SWEETER THAN HONEY

I wanted to check who are irrational and superstitiousAnd due to their fear psychosisHave deflated their brains like balloonsSo I ask how many of them have seen ghostOut of fifty thirteen raise their handsIt is nice and fine i say to myselfThen I ask them, ‘’ how many of you have talked with ghost? ‘’This…

In every houseWe members talk too muchSo much talk in your house, tooBut the talkThis time was about meIt was so excessiveThe house had confused about everythingBut remarkablyIt remembers only me.

From the North, warm and coldWith a tender touchI blowJust keep open your wonderful windowTo hear your wet husky whisper callwith bated breathI waitto enter and steal your ringing heartlike a kingunder the mystic coverI hidejust keep open your wonderful door, wideLike your dream man at a deep dark nightI break into your thrilling roomAs…

Still I find you a squib damp dump.The gray matter remains nimble numb.Poet to poet, poetry to poetryYou praise and praise.Fragile domestic docile humble gullible-No question learn to raise.Neither spark nor sharp dole out dullDelight dashed whether you push or pull.

the wall of my heart, some are softand some are hard, soft are those stillI remember, hard ones are sent tofetch some soothing water your velvetysmell with that of the angel works likea balm on the wounds of the momentthrowing sadness to the salty ocean,the freshness of your departure burnsme like a missile, I hiccup…

The moment I see people throughThe little hole of the cold coffinFor me they arrangeOnce abusingNow showering praiseGathering upon the straight linesJust before my last ritualBefore that I saw my relativesWhom I never heard throwing kind wordsNow going unconsciousListening the news of my demiseFrom the lipstick coated lips of the news readerAs if they lost…