Saturday, March 29, 2014
Santa Santissimo, Mamta Mamtissimo Anyone can tell Churchill is no gizmo Howdy Erasmo, Up there beyond the cosmo Tell Churchill we dont want no casino tourismo. Sign in to see full entry.
Wednesday, October 16, 2013
Choice, half a choice and influence...
I sought my career by choice I sought my job by half a choice I got my job by influence I held on to my job by half a choice I left my job by choice I stick to my career by influence..... Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, January 11, 2013
Different strokes from different folks
"Different Strokes from Different Folks Some suggest you call a rapist 'bhaiyya' (brother) Others suggest that 'bhaiyya' is an 'other'; Some say mutter Saraswati Mantra, Others suggest healing by tantra, Some say dress little look sexy, Others say wear a maxi Some say date and others say don't date... Sign in to see full entry.
Thursday, December 20, 2012
Old houses and heritage
Old houses are heritage Big and small the lineage is on their hooves and the charm is in their grooves Sign in to see full entry.
Wednesday, December 5, 2012
From sound proof to sound resilient
As the drums of globalisation are beating at us, from Radha to Reena and Ritamma to Rizwana the voices shall rise and shall sink their sound bytes into a system that is otherwise sound proof and open it up to nature and to reality and to the women, the men, the transgenders, the birds, the bees, the... Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, November 24, 2012
Huh, thoughts in limbo...
Huh, thoughts in limbo, flew fast though thick; no words to express, no gestures to make, so no poem to write, but here's one Sign in to see full entry.
Thursday, November 15, 2012
It's a confused feeling...
It's always a confused feeling The body says what the mouth will not speak And sometimes the care says what the body will not say. Sign in to see full entry.
Sunday, November 4, 2012
Holding on...the limits to hope?
Things smacked of corruption But I was holding on Things smacked of isolation But I was holding on Things smacked of loneliness But I was holding on Things smacked of manipulation But I was holding on Things smacked of being less priority But I was holding on Things smacked of grief But I was... Sign in to see full entry.
Thursday, October 18, 2012
If I were born again...
If I were born again, would I be born to the same parents? Or to similar parents? How would I deal with them? How would I treat them? How would I relate to them? If I were born again, Would I still be fair and ugly? Or dark and handsome? How would I view my body? How would I acknowledge its worth?... Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, September 28, 2012
When the waves of humanity lap the shores...
I hear the waves lapping each other and arriving at the shores and I wonder whether if humanity lapped each other whether we wouldn't merge our thoughts and deeds into each other so effectively that we would reach the shores of peace Sign in to see full entry.