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Monday, January 7, 2013


When they ask you about me
Tell them,
She is being like water
charcoaled in mystery
enchanting her misery
a smoking silhouette 

of a burning shot 
chosen & not
a volcanic ebb and a smashing tide
undefinable  known
like a tear of a stone
that stiff, tender and insane   
she travels around in my vein
a gush of smoke
that i exhale
with all the fire in me
burning her to ashes
she rises from my aching dust
An out of her mind blast
She loves me just
bleeds in mad lust
as easy as her breath
in my silence i confess
all the love words she will never hear
i beat her demons and smash her fear
with my eyes
wandering in her nursing lullabies
Running to her crucified arms
in a hug she may never feel
and a kiss we would childishly sneak to steal
She is my nobody
that i can't live with nor without
My Everything

When they ask you
tell them
she is nothing to talk about
and all the worthy conversations from the heart
million miles away yet never apart
She must be where i shall reach
Colliding sand to my beach
She is a safety charger
and the familiar challenging danger
She is when i am sad
When i am bad
and when i am a stranger
to my own skin
She lives within
between my flesh and bones
a bare queen with no thrones
nor a king

When they ask you
tell them
I whip her soul
with sharpened stares
then lick her wounds
with salty tears
I poison my madness spears
to her brave mind
shoot her acoustic words aligned
She swings in a thought
twirls in a mischievous verse
Steps in a poetic dance
Shivers then fall
hostage to my silent call
immigrating from her humanity
to lay as a savage refugee
between my being and me
in my absence, She is dead
That i revive with a blink


Tell them it is alright
she will forever remain off sight
in black and white
my candled darkness and the Sunshine delight
carved with lunatics insight
one battle that i will not fight
And a lifetime poem that i shall never recite.

Tuesday, January 1, 2013

Her Name is Braveheart ...

A 23 years old
so much of a tale that could've been told
got swept and ploughed then sold
to the circus of shame
an inspiration of a rise
a superhero say the wise
to me she is me
closer to me then i ever used to be
her screams i heard as loud
scribbling life on a bleeding shroud
like me she had dreams to fulfill
like me she was million stories to tell
like me she deserved better
like me she was one day a winner
like me she is a- now mourning-parents daughter
like me she fought battles of her own slaughter
like me she was a human     
yet unlike me she was too brave to stay
from the Sun she was a ray
made of light and bliss
that presence i shall never miss
deserved happiness and respect
and yes
she deserves justice
hide her name all you want
she shall never be covered in dust
no more masks for you to wear
she will shine in your everywhere
explain all your vocabulary out
in her silence, the brave heart will shout
next it will be your every loved one
unless with full courage you admit
doom her not for manhood defect
blame her not for what you are too ashamed to accept
sin  her not when you are too weak to repent
weep her not when she is burned to object
type no more
words are running out of soul
just take her flame
give your own daughters her name
shave your heads in sinful shame
castrate your own flesh manhood blood
erupt like anger hell gates spread
bless her soul with a wind of change
let it be a joy when a girl is born
not a pain in the back and in the heart a thorn.

Now i can add a video and a name
Her name is Jyoti singh.

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