Wednesday, April 18, 2018


I skin dive into a region of my mind when blank
It is like taking plunge into flawlessly calm waters
The disturbance caused is within the range of pen
My hands draw as my eyes follow, my mind is absent
Before I realize the paper is filled with scribbles like this.


Things can be cool and mellow
If there would be no tomorrow
Just to be in the here and now
Blithe, not any trace of sorrow
Even though no path to follow.


A bunch of memories 
tiny bits, mega stories
spread all over the mind
tasty bites, delicious eats
thoughts of the spicy kind
the first hand historic treats.
Some memos are rather tough 
just because they've had it rough
skinny dip your fingers in the sauce
as you get deeper you will find a cause
which has since been hardened, I suppose
choose a happy one, is what I would propose.


I am reaching out to the source of consciousness
Not just in this World but all across this universe
I should think you will hear me even if I don’t pray
As you can see, humans are approaching the edge
By the looks of it the leaders are behaving strange
As though they were puppets hanging by a grudge
I’d like to know where we’ll be heading after WWIII
We should want to position our egress accordingly
If you would be what most of us expected you to be
Give us your hand, deliver us from impending misery
Such confusion has induced us to trust this illusion
It helps to know if paradise would be within reason.


Solitary confinement is a valiant quest
Besides the established pecking digest
A space where nothing can wholly rest
In total absence presides a holy guest
Lacking presence yet dormant at best
Ultimately engendering a diligent test.
Voluntary exile from the established way
Is a blessing in disguise at the end of day
Freedom is having a choice one can take
Not an imposition in the traditional sense
But humility and reverence in stark mood
Can embrace solitude with such attitude.

Tuesday, April 10, 2018


To play is to listen to the inner force
that wants to take form and rejoice
It needs no reason, no planning, no effort
It is the joyful expression of a genuine self.
Play is innocent, play is fun, not always game
like our early experiences prior to conditions
prior to the trophies, when we were babies
we could just let go ’Wwwhhhooopppeee’
no winners, no losers, no instructions there
full heartedly we could just trust the universe
through the path of least resistance 
no fears, no reluctance, no holding back
there’s so much freedom there.

Monday, April 09, 2018


Flip your coin high in the sky
when it is spinning in the air
You’ll know the side of hope
The rest shouldn't mean a lot.

Saturday, April 07, 2018


I often ask myself, what is my intention
I am a weary passer by, sharing surmise
seeking surety, taking satisfaction thus
here now, gone tomorrow, not a surprise
can I change the World after my demise?.

Thursday, April 05, 2018


The blinking eye of this raging storm
Has driven me way past the bygone
The cloud I am riding fell out of form
Slipped from under me as I drew on
Despite knowing where I come from
Has been refusing to take me home.


If you really care, must evade despair
rise from the depth, breathe fresh air
the burden you bare is not even there
spare the angst, you are not being fair
to yourself you owe, a wonderful affair.

Sunday, April 01, 2018


Be hollow like a bamboo, the wind will play through you
Inadvertently a conduit, a channel, the artist as shaman
The approach, the concept, all are aspects of the whole
The two opposites are thus united: Primitive-Modern Art.


At the negation of inherent existence 
the mind is emptied in dire container
a head so clear when turned around
washed out of any evidence of doubt.
Nothingness is where all this sprouts
embrace emptiness, cherish solitude
stillness of mind can disperse clouds
open the heart wide, bear no attitude.


Fear is an abominable emotion 
a tormentor's most potent potion
the foremost cause of soul's erosion 
the vaccination against fear is caution
the distinction is the cause of confusion.



The worshippers have their faith well polished
as they tend to prayers to wash away their sins
pleading for forgiveness, beseeching for things
not understanding the nuance of what it means.
Most believers are waning, wanting and begging
the faithful are humbly thankful, deeply affirming
there is the odd vindicator, ranting and grunting
demanding satisfaction, grudgingly complaining.
True faith is a matter of believing in benign deeds
prayers are utterances of the conscientious need
genuine quest is sharp focused but hardly selfish
the heartfelt wish will go long ways yet not perish.


Art & poetry are the ways we turn the inner into the outer 
in so doing we are able to create and explore each other 
by virtue of the repletion of spontaneous online sharing 
gratification of partaking in virtual aesthetic interaction.


I shall be departing when it is time
But that is an outcome not a crime
These haphazard scribbles indicate
Faces within hidden faces in a sense
May prevail as my phantom presence.


I'm daring to be myself so you can see me 
Mistaken identity is simply a slip of words
Slander will follow and before you know
You become what's indicated in theory
A shrinking atlas shedding past glory
You have to live with it, end of story.


Safe module in cyberspace
only a password can locate
a device which will contain
crucial information in hand
released in precise domain
utilized time delay process
flawless planned operation
focused on selected target
victim seeking vindication 
ensuing drastic departure
nailed vengeful retribution
derives latent satisfaction.

Monday, March 19, 2018


The depth of your being
encompasses hidden forces
with the potential of expanding
the traits which are on the surface.
What was suppressed can be provoked
latent powers emerge as they are evoked
the dormant energies can easily be tapped
once they are detected & carefully snapped.
On one hand there are many benefits to contend
such an intricate process should inevitably depend
on attitude, purpose of what a person might intend
having those assets should come handy in the end.