Category Archives: Poetry

What colour is your thought

Black, White, Yellow, Green
What colour is your thought?
If it doesn’t matter
Now or later

And It is the quality
Which makes it good
Or prove it better
Than why see only skin deep

judge people,
fudge facts
smudge acts
Don’t discriminate

Do not discriminate
It incriminates,
makes you a criminal
An animal

and I thought
we were that
few thousand years ago
Let go, your ego

Proud about your skin
burn it in a racism bin
hearts you need to win
And they are all red

Connected by the same
helix thread
Beating drums
affection led

Warm heart will
souls gather
A rainbow made
of peacock feather

Empathy, honour,
kindness bought
That is my favourite
colour of thought
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Peaceful death of a fully burned candle

life candle turned red
wax slowly,
gradually, burned
all air around
Nothing was left
unable to breathe
survival became extinct
at that moment
any distinct possibility
plausible probability
of existence
of life,
of sound
of tears drops
of water dripping
extinguished
a lonely, only
ashen wick
looking for
a chandler to rescue
unable to fathom
gravity, ingrained
impossibility of happening
such instance
sometimes,
more than you know,
futility of resistance if
respected, acknowledged
will help immensely to
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Dark thoughts

Whether an assassin have any rights
And a solider has to be killed in a fight
what is the worth of a prostitute’s kiss
a homeless death, will the world miss
Is killing a animal daft and cruel
If you don’t eat meat, are you a fool
Porn and naked bodies to admire
Burning green live wood in a fire
Leaves have souls when they are green
Why screaming profanities is obscene
Life’s cruel realities in a blink
Strange, inane thoughts I think
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Paradox

You say:
They don’t really
care about us
(or was it MJ)
Humanity keeps
its poor in cages,
Favelas, in slums
No water to drink
No fire to burn
even our sorrow
No hope for tomorrow
Rich becomes richer
Poverty more intense
Life worse than your dogs
without essence

They say:
We are trying to help
To get you out
of living hell
To make you understand
To make you human
You have to contribute
You have to work hard
No amount of our help
Will make you smart
However we help
It will fall apart
So drop your begging bowl
Change your living ways
Come and help us
To make this earth
a better place
The fire will come
The water will run
Life less hurting
Some shining sun

I look at this paradox
These contrasting views
My nomadic life
offer nothing of use
Unable to join
any of the herds
All I can write
these scribblings,
These words!!

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It’s time

When the time is up
let me see your face
touch your lips
listen to your heart
last breath release
love will increase
soul will not cease
death in absolute peace

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Four friends and an octopus

Four little Lily pads
Went to the sea
Want to see
Her Majesty

Unending waters
Shores not known
Fables and tales
Of the days bygone

As they got near
their hearts filled with fear
The mighty sea
was showing its colours

winds strong, waves flow
strong tides, high brow
At the bay, out of their way
lived the kind Octopus
Saw these novices

Unable to move
Unable to enjoy
The turquoise blue
Ocean glue

Beautiful sun
Or have any fun
Calmed them down
By singing a song

Let them drink
Something strong
Mood restored
Fear no more

They went in
Lagoon grinned
Met the wise coral
Heard from her
Ethics and morals

Eel came around
Electricity abound
Charged their hearts
Journey restarts

it was time to go
Back to their pond
Pads truly happy
Wanted octopus along

For him to see
Beautiful world
beyond this sea
He came by
Thoroughly enjoyed

The tranquility
Life quality
Of calmer waters
And smaller beings
No adventure of the sea
Just contentment and glee

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