Lust and gluttony — Of the five senses The Tastes of my Tongue and Heart — stands out and tells me the tales of the boundless Overriding and overwhelming my Tastes, with music and Divine(or natural) fragrances — A Herculean task Like Sisyphus taking a breather of a walk— between the time and space of the rolling down boulder (Or is he enjoying the Task? and prides in his brief bask) Gluttony is a sin: or, is it so? — Isn’t only when I grab from other’s plate

Flutters so soft Days of Joy Flower to flower to flower Nay Butterfly coy! – – – – Once caught prey- Pray Kill After few decades Unspeakable pain Rebirth to live well – break bill – – – – Shows no signs No suffer yet Transform Into Colours – –…

The Clash of Ironies My View with a Pessimistic view point No Peachy Peace, Unjust Wars — Omnicidal, Endless and Forever wars of today No Physical Pain, Unjust Suffering — Self-inflicted, pure & super Self-help and Oblivion No real need, Unjust hoarding — Bottomless, Primordial and aiding the disgusting trash…

Evolution of being — A world full of followers — Those who pride being believers I see the crowd — I shiver in fear and silently suffer That I annoyingly differ — Inability to follow, For my soul so shallow… Devotion is Surrender, they say… Societal pressures pry — With Kith and Kin, I try I…

The willing stayers — Trees and their leaves— Leaves of an Oak culled by its own need — Sucking ounces of nourishment that was once shared — A(d) Just act for every Fall! Lions and Lioness — Incoming wandering Male invoking alpha protocol — Mercilessly eating the cubs of his now won-over mate! —…

Paying attention to existence — Four Decades, I roam naked and shameless — Thoughtful and Selfless Mindful deeds, Kindest being, a man with a Lion’s heart — All meaningless, Makes meaning and sense though, gain acceptance and adulation in a sane world Hard work, work ethics, discipline, honesty, a role model — and the likes… Should take me wherever I wish — I wish and wish, as life hikes Mindless, outcome less work — and yet, I swell in pride…

Weeping and sacred figs in my garden — Multiplicity — Life’s vigor, one and only succor. As spread out, your shade never sparse. Blue sky touching you before refreshing us. Your Graceful bowing is an elephant’s trunk — I touch and you caress. Always a Blessing, unlike the gentle giant’s unruly behavior in musth and heat. Never-ending, never…

The other and the only one — I had seen him here & there, almost always there and here, Closing eyes in front of a mirror I got a feeling of the unknown but a warmth I had never known A person standing to support me, I thought But the blind man, that he is He threw…

Inclusion is not an act — It is a quality When Coffers are full When life’s flowing & no lull Celebration, Festivities & ball Kith & Kin, gather at hall Some assemble by call, Some — they fall For our coffers are full Pray & You get Wish & it’s…