what it means to be the aNarChIst poet?

living loving

breathing liberating

soaking shocking

fighting the bullshyting
ripping the red taping

fraggin the bureaucrating

chilling without killing

eating fleeting
meeting treating

smoking toking
peeking seeking

dancing prancing
dreaming of coupling

un-mingling the single-ing
bitching screaming
defying the standardizing
reforming the prejudicing

joking laughing
smiling gleefully whilst
fucking the corporate biatch!!

why mahashivratri?

for the good of the world
for betterment
for kindness and welfare
for humanity

in your interest
to make the world a better place

such is ideal
such is the reach
such is the adherence

a fasting, not feasting
the world of the Sadashiva!

Sada is always, eternal and timeless
Shiva is welfare, benefactor and carer.

concerned about our welfare,
striving for our gain

absorbing the negative
to negate our pain.

this is my concept
of a God who lives
the personification of ideals

such is his way
such is his might
to be a cause of all destruction
and paradoxically,
spurt creation and delight.

beyond all the religion
and zealotry lies an ideal.
and in pursuing that ideal,
lies our destiny.

the art of missing

I miss her kiss
her lovely smile,
her double tight squeezes
her silken sighs.

I wander alone
on a journey together.
She walks her own path
even though she's with me forever.

Cliched it sounds
but it is a fact.
She peers into my soul,
I kiss her, with tact.

Alone through the night
and busy during the day.
Her tempting lips part
and she leads me astray

from the path I've walked on
for how long I do not know.
But I'll gladly leave it for you,
baby, I miss you so!

lunacy
is a fallacy.

normality
is mandatory
and perhaps,
fictional.

like dragons.

unless...
where you see
a satellite
i see love.

and both of us
are true.

lunacy...
the satellite
of love.

a song

another day and another dream
and we're living

celebrate this and celebrate that
like you never had

your voice and your cheers
and no more tears

restrained love and a passion denied
my warm beautiful, beautiful sunshine

a stream of thought and a thread of love
the toughest binding

a home to go to and a pillow to sleep
just you and me

just you and me
together, we're free

in one place and sharing the time
and living a life so sublime.

like a song that resonates in my head
in adoring eyes on their love, hover

where a briefest touch
sets a room on fire

a smile that makes life worth living
to serve your every whim and desire.