Poem – Born to Die

In a white night
After a dark day, 

I was jogging around the busy streets. 

When got a glance. Of stale

and weary creature: 

Bare footed and dressed

in tattered threads.

Dirt shrouded his white stinky skin

That hosted dust and flies’ wings, 

Had chapped lips and sore eyes.

For an onlooker he was: 

A walking dead.

(Was ripped off by mercy of an angry god) 
For him life is nothing but

wound uncured.Like a bird 

engulfed by storm or a butterfly: 

for a child’s charm.

So was he: fettered and bound.

A roving vagabonds. 

(pity that mocks our handicapped world) 

In response to my childish quarries.

He smiled and voiced: 

Our life story ends in words two: 

‘Born to die’

(An irony of the cultured being) 

Poem – Cold Love 

So cold you are
that sends chill to my bones

and freezes my soul 


my heart still beats

In you…

though I’m gone.
Ohh my fears unknown

mutilate my dreams

and i saw

the heavenly arch 


and fell, 

a splendid failure it is

as i am melting 

in infinity. 

Poem – Knocked Out

Blame me not, as 
i’m knocked out by 

my fancies false, 
those utter incessantly 

from abyss, 

and tune a noisy chant, 
and poisoning this broad 

earth. I dream of a morrow 

to see a new world.
I, in this endless journey, 

am suffering but

not yet done. 
So don’t piss me off, 

let me trade my anguish

first, then will rest awhile. 

Poem – Late Night Vision

In a half-moon night, 
a noiseless, chilling wind horribly tuned: the hymn of Nyx.

The tiny, little, bright spheres, some static and 

some were floating in the air; hyped and

played hide and seek with the roaming clouds, 

the view was in the lap of mystery, 

causing lot of misery; so, 

sleepless, I lay on my couch and 

was counting the tickling sounds of the silent hours.

And like a disillusioned romantic, tried to seek-a loved one- 

in my conceits, to share my loneliness and growing boredom.

but, the pending horrors (of night) hail 

my fears, and cease my pen to paint my dreams 

upon the twinkling sky; 

and dimly i heard a voice, saying: 

‘you’r strong but wrong, 

Don’t revere your stinky thoughts, worthless they as old wives tale.

behold! those clouds that may not shower any rain, but (at least) 

will color your sunset sky, so, 

sing your dreams, you are not done yet. 

Poem – Peace Be Upon 

peace, an unbaptised hope; 
made off in furtive manner

‘the Father’s land’.

And left behind curse and chaos 

that leads to 

havoc and harm.
‘i was waiting to see

thy journey end, 

and welcome you back, 

but found you as…

a mirage 

that feeds 

on the masses’ ignorance. And

an ‘irreducible complexity’

these petty prejudices are.’
such is my land: 

bruised by filthy ‘norms’

like a tender skin 

when touch by winter’s wind, 

and sweep away 

her fairness and charm.

Poem – Sunset

Meeting you 
was pure destiny, 

You and I 

were ment to be.
Maybe not now

but someday soon, 

We’ll meet not under the sun

but beneath the moon.
We’ll watch the stars

’till they fade away, 

but we won’t fade

together we’ll always stay.
This is the day 

I’m waiting for, 

from that day

I’ll love you more and more.
I can’t wait to watch

the sun set with you, 

every sunset from that day

’till the rest of 

our lives are through. 

Poem – Goddess Grace

I am the Goddess of a thousand names and infinite capacity.
All Her gifts are mine. 

All Her powers reside in me.
I am Athena of Greece.

Like my totem the owl, I am wise for I see and hear everything around and within me.

Like the oak, I am strong, for the olive of peace is sacred to me.
I am Bast, cat goddess of Egypt.

I am graceful, flexible, playful, and affectionate.

I radiate the warmth and light of the glorious sun.
I am Cerridwen of Wales.

My magic cauldron contains food for the soul; an inexhaustible source of wisdom and inspiration.

The more I give, the more I receive.
I am Diana, Roman goddess of the ever-changing moon.

I am a protectress of women and children; a guardian of the wild.

I focus my aim on my heart’s desire and draw it to me.
I am Ereshkigal, Assyro-Babylonian goddess of the underworld, Queen of the Great Below. 

I shed dead skin to grow. 

Deep powers of renewal are mine.
I am Freya, Well-beloved Nordic Lady.

I survey the beauty of my world in joyous flight.

I celebrate and honor the bonds between friends and lovers.
I am Gaia, Greek Earth Mother.

Grounded and centered in the rhythms and patterns of chaos. 

I emerge to create my universe.
I am Hecate of Greece, Triple Goddess of the crossroads of choice.

I balance my powers of thought and my emotion.

I choose the path I walk. 

The torch of my reason is illumined by my brilliant intuition.
I am Isis, Egyptian Queen of the World.

I offer healing and transformation to all in need.

I hold the power to shape my world.
I am Jagad-Yoni, Hindu universal Yoni, womb of the world. 

I am the gatekeeper of the next generation. 

I choose the life that emerges through me.

I use my powers wisely.
I am Kwan-Yin of Buddhist China, goddess of compassion.

I hear and comfort the wounds of the world.

I welcome children and teach the magic of change.
I am Liban, Irish mermaid goddess.

I revel in the healing power of pleasure.

Quench your thirst at my sacred well.
I am Maat of Egypt.

Truth justice and law are the natural order of my universe.

Harmony arises as I attune to my divine will.
I am Nu-Kua, Chinese dragon-tailed creatures. 

I restore the cosmic equilibrium.

I form community among women and men connecting in equality of love and respect.
I am Old Spider goddess of Micronesia.

I created the moon, the sea, the sky, the sun, and the earth from a single clamshell.

All the vast and varied universe is present in the smallest forms of life.

As above, so below. 

As within, so without.
I am Pele, Hawaiian goddess of volcanoes.

My fiery energy erupts from my core to create new worlds. 

I flow easily over obstacles in my path.
I am Qedeshet of Syria. 

I balance lightly on the lion I ride.

Laughter lifts me from the pull of gravity.

The lotus blossoms I hold and the serpents I carry symbolize the life and health I bring.
I am Rhiannon, horsewoman, Divine Queen of Wales.

My steady pace is swift and smooth.

I travel freely through the world, safe, serene and secure.

My winged friends can wake the dead, and lull the living to sleep.
I am Sedena of the Eskimos.

Know and honor me through my animals.

Bears, whales, and seals, all creatures of the land and sea are part of me.

We share the right to be.
I am Tiamat of Babylon, primordial sea-serpent.

I am the great mother womb who brought forth the earth and the heavens. 

I dive deep into the watery unconscious to find the treasures buried there.
I am Uttu, Chaldean-Sumerian goddess of weaving and vegetation. 

I offer shelter and nourishment to all who know me.

We weed and clothe each other through our work.
I am Vasudhara, Hindu goddess of abundance.

My six arms hold everything you need and offer it to you.

Earth Water Fire Air Center Spirit Purpose Love Passion Wisdom Here Now.
I am White Woman of Honduras.

I descend from heaven to build my temple on earth and return as a glorious bird.

I honor and express my true spirit, my beauty is beyond compare.
I am Xochiquetzal, Aztec goddess of flowers, love spinning, weaving, singing and dancing. 

I am an Original Woman.

I delight in sharing my many gifts.
I am Yemaya, Nigerian Fish Mother, Brazilian Voodoo mermaid.

Lakes, rivers, and oceans are my home.

The waters of life belong to me.

We cleanse and substain each other.
I am Zoc, Gnostic Acorn of Life.

Mother of all Living.

I am the embodiment of growth and vitality.

I am unique life energy.
I am the Goddess of a thousand names and infinite capacity.

All Her gifts are mine.

All Her powers reside in me.
We are the Goddess of a thousand names and infinite capacity.

All Her gifts are ours. All Her powers reside in us.
You are the Goddess of a thousand names and infinite capacity.

All Her gifts are yours.

All Her powers reside in you.