Tuesday, September 18, 2012


Take your sun,
I love darkness;
Burn the moon,
I love the stars,
Bury humanity,
I have a heart
Your guns are hatred;
I am departing with my loved one,
The music is on,
In the street of humanity;
Heartbeats are infinity!
Living! Insanity!

The last rite is over,
Now hide or run for cover;
Poacher in the hunt,
Houses in the east – burnt!
The murderers are selling happiness,
Heavenly pleasure – exchange your readiness;
Your Policies are well cooked,
One more booked,
Words are fun in enclosed hollow;
Today every word – they swallow,
Plaintive news in the gazette,
The world – A stage?!


  1. Okay is there something called "MODERN POETRY" because just as I cannot understand modern art, i could not understand this one...

    may be I am not meant o understand poems :D :D

    Keep writing, though

  2. A painful state of affairs and only those who are suffering can know its gravity. We are nothing but mere spectators. A soulful poem on your homeland Sam.


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