14/30 | the cold heart | National Poetry Month 2018

Let the summer blow some senses into your cold heart; the world deserves better.. as the morning breaks into crackers, festivities, food and fun someone is hurt… an 8 year old has been brutally killed and continue to be ripped apart by politics in between region and religion Today life comes to a stand still and waits for its next prey as time returns to … Continue reading 14/30 | the cold heart | National Poetry Month 2018

12/30 | Today I had Beer | National Poetry Month 2018

Today I had two beers Usually I don’t drink beer But today I had two I am a Brandy kind of guy Beer gives you a belly they say… Both Beer and Brandy start with a ‘B’ Even belly starts with a ‘B’ But that does not mean anything I just like Brandy over beer The only time I really loved Beer was in London. … Continue reading 12/30 | Today I had Beer | National Poetry Month 2018

6/30 | Pied Piper of Dance | National Poetry Month 2018

He got down three steps and sat down. He looked into the street and then back at his home. He looked to see if it will rain and tried to remember the last time he had danced in the rain. He looked at his hands they had grown old… he had never thought about it he knew his face was turning old…. he had even … Continue reading 6/30 | Pied Piper of Dance | National Poetry Month 2018

3/30 – Talking to Blankets – National Poetry Month 2018

I would often talk to the blanket like it was a person sometimes I use the pillows too. I use all sort of things and let my creativity flow. Once I used two cut halves of a cantaloupe not sure why….. then I made a hole on the blanket and stuck a cigarette in it and lit it. But then the phone rang and I … Continue reading 3/30 – Talking to Blankets – National Poetry Month 2018

2/30 Appetite Like an Ocean – National Poetry Month 2018

He had an appetite like the ocean engulfing everything that came to his shore he also had sand on his doorsteps it is there since a while first it came when the one eyed bikini lady first slept on the porch. but he was young back then that was twenty years ago. now the bikini lady is sleeping underneath the avocado tree. the one that … Continue reading 2/30 Appetite Like an Ocean – National Poetry Month 2018

1/30 Today I Write – National Poetry Month 2018

Today I write; clubbed by shattered dreams, as broken pieces pierce time and space. Today I write; as the water stops flowing, and wails emerge from dried up wells. Today I write; on a long road ahead, with the exits, blocked and barricaded. Today I write; as someone will push the swing, for a little boy who sits on it for eternity. Today I write; because … Continue reading 1/30 Today I Write – National Poetry Month 2018