Saturday, June 11, 2016


Casual primitive means - discerning modern ends
‘Automatism' is a prerequisite for the initial phase 
As the hands scribble without conscious direction
An ensuing phase naturally takes place in abacus
Where cutting edge digital techniques are applied
Subtly scrutinizing and refining the original image.


A passionate embrace followed by a brutal punch
A slap on the face, washed by a kiss on the cheek 
The act of easing the tension by oozing out the pain 
Literally here is a cogent slant to intimidate the weak
This is how bullies establish authority over the meek.


Due to the SUBORIGINAL lucidity of my insight
I have now realized what I should leave behind
Long after I am gone, the fragments of my mind
First hand experiences leaking out of my fingers
Fostered to cyberspace I shall thus leave a trace.


Moon waves are crushing on my soul
arousing my senses deep from within 
I've known the full Moon to be moody 
plays with me like a master puppeteer
while ghosts perform a mystical dance 
my passions are awakened all at once
plunging headlong into a deep trance.

Submitting to the Moon is an easy task
If I could only let go and drop this mask 
as I move in with the tide, hear my side
of this story where I was taken for a ride
and ruthlessly driven into the darker side 
where some lunatics were waiting in hide
though I was able to pull out with the tide.


Sooner or later a need for change emerges
must reconsider values, make adjustments
stakes can be lowered, the course altered
might as well be the change one is hoping
this should put an end to heedless coping.


Spreading message through cyber passage
I'm just a conduit, the poet is mother nature
We aught to be paying heed at this juncture
Should we have the wish for a better future.

Inarticulate words are wasted on this matter
It could be for the worse if not for the better
Slaughtered mighty trees to build us shelter
Depleted the forests while we became fatter.

What we have here is just a stark reminder
That we are slowly going under, no wonder
We have taken it all, this is time to flounder
As a consequence of our historical plunder.

Wednesday, June 08, 2016


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 once they're evoked
those dormant energies can easily be tapped
once they are detected and carefully unwrapped.
On one hand there will be many benefits to contend
yet such an intricate process should inevitably depend
on an attitude, the purpose of what a person might intend
whether it is to dominate, exterminate or rectify and amend.


The devil came with kid gloves
Asperger symptoms they were
Asperse as they would become
As screening tools easily detect
Readily diagnosed ensuing birth
There’s only room for a select few
Who come highly praised as family
Although lame in actual functionality
Hence fostered by genetic immunity
Hanging from sundering string neatly
While others are swept under carpet
As unfit participants of given charade
To be condoned with ruthless scrutiny
Considering ineptitude as valid defect.