Sunday, May 10, 2015


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
cherishing emptiness in utter silence
stillness of mind instigating harmony
all in nothing should set the soul free.


A riddle was put in place
an eternal cycle of change
that between feeling and form
there should be this interchange.
The bound searching for freedom
yet freedom is asking to be housed
in the safe confinement of the bound.



I have been experiencing fits of automatic scribbling
when the hand grabs a pen, fingers moving erratically
no conscious direction, vigorously scribbling on paper
instantly words of unknown origin rushing through ink
devoid of meaning, only what the looker is perceiving
I am just being a medium of extra sensory channeling.


Saturday, May 09, 2015


Balance enhances awareness,
increased consciousness enforces balance.
When rocks are delicately relaxed
on top of each other with slightest contact,
amazing equilibrium is achieved
and perfect balance is attained.
Take a rock laying passively on a beach,
having been ground down to present size
by waves, winds, the forces of nature,
grinding against other rocks, constantly
relentlessly throughout the millenniums
carved by time and nature until recently.
We can surely rescue it from oblivion,
as it’s balanced upright, in equilibrium
it gets exalted, liberated, transformed
into a ballerina delicately light on toes
so harmoniously and gracefully erect
instigating a peacefully radiant effect.
Balance has an amazing tongue
spoken in silence, a kind of slang
which may be sensed by anyone
should everyone balance a rock
there might be peace in the World

so please pass around the word.



It's the easiest thing to say
'This here is the right way!'
but when it is time to play
with your neck on the line

much has been left undone.

Integrity should demand

that you take command

but first make a stand

once you understand

the nature of the trend.

If you encounter wrath

while walking on the path

take a deep breath

face forced disgrace

with amazing grace.

Before you engage

get rid of your rage 

the task at this stage

is to unlock the cage

as you turn the page.


I can visit the garden of my youth
at the leisure of my lucid dreams
in the muddle of distant memory
I would be climbing a mighty tree
look as far as my eyes could see.

Should I not have my lucid dreams 
I might not know where I would be
it seems, they are a vital part of me
clears my mind, keeps me in touch
what is buried, yet means so much.


Tuesday, May 05, 2015


What I have so far witnessed in this life
has driven me to the idiom of the absurd
not only have I learned to laugh at things
but have been compelled to play the fool. 

The privileged fool is a fool of indulgence
the popular fool is a fool through capacity
excess is by no means a proof of potency
a genius could be a lunatic with tendency.

A wit versed comic exploits a powerful tool
the message is delivered to targets for sure
only fools dare tread in the tracks of threat
they march ahead, while others are scared.

Jokers are the wild cards in a complete deck
often discarded, dismissed but what the heck
I have been often inclined to stick out my neck
once the head is gone, there is no getting back.


Monday, May 04, 2015


There are so many layers of time unfolding simultaneously
progressing on some levels, while regressing in the others
cross-currents moving from past to future and back again
half way in life we might catch a glimpse of the other me
moving in reverse, from the old age towards birth stage.
As we cross each other at  crossroads, we might deduct
this point in time marks the centre of life, a middle age
Wherefore, distance travelled equals remaining stage.


Going back a while

at the dead of night

as I passed you by 

in the darkening sky

without even a hi

the reason why

was not because

dust was in my eye

just wanted to deny 

a taxing goodbye.



Slow cooking simmer on back burner

frogs in top form bathing in lukewarm

nice and steady, easy does it, leisurely

with kid gloves on, stirring constantly 

bringing them to boil ever so gingerly.

This method whilst politically correct

could potentially have a chilling effect. 



Traces of verse were sprinkled in between the lines
the poet and entourage had less than nothing to say
not a single drop of rhythm was spilled over the poem
tempo was assumed once the dormant note was aroused.