Contempt for the other flows in our blood, The ‘other’ remains untouched and unsacred, They need conversion, they need sanctification, Race, inhumanity, and contempt for the other dwell within our DNA. Uprooting the other becomes […]
Gentile, the Other
Once, we facilitated a Holocaust
Autocratic and authoritarian rule of the Roman Empire endures through us We inherited this autocratic structure from the Romans, From the Romans to the Church, to the Nazis and Fascists. No room for democracy, as […]
“Angst: Of Belonging and Not Belonging” – A Profound Exploration of Human Emotions and Identity Through Poetry
TDW Productions & Publishing has recently published “Angst: Of Belonging and Not Belonging,” a captivating international poetry anthology edited by Roopali Sircar Gaur and Anita Joseph.
The light in you
Darkness and not the light
Sadness and not the happiness
Sorrows and not joy
Anonymous ……existence of mine
Yeah.. I know …. my existence.. Is anonymous. I know that you will read silent language of my eyes.. you will know all the, secrets of my heart… and then….. Pieces of love will be […]
The Mist of Rememberence ..
Falling flower scene… It’s your rememberence .. Wetting eyelids ..unseen… It’s your rememberence .. Crying heart and soul…. It’s your rememberence.. Loneliness and dark within . It’s your remembrence .. Passing night .long so long […]
We’re virtual immigrants
We are all immigrants today We have no roots We are all uprooted We are virtual We are virtual immigrants But yet we are all reality Our existence have no proof Our identity is virtual […]
Ethos of Might
The lie courted Seldom dispersed. The truth, faded. Hurt revered. Faint the bells distant Saint , the crystals! Paranoid the toast of breakfast Hibernating the coffee cold. Reel the system. Fated, the dwindling difference! Privilege […]
Future Weather
Whether it was the 8th of October 9th of November 10th of December doesn’t matter ~ memory’s disassembler ~ just the present precipitation from all that happened The salt that seasons our seconds cinnamon minutes […]
Our Wall is All Window
Poets are those who need not be told that the moon is the mind’s greatest deity. There is always light here on Earth ~ even wrapped in night’s black silk sheets, I wear the mood […]