Everyman's

Ungathered vines will cry for winepress If the the time cannot meet their demand Lovely fruits never pressed into juice The wine will be more sour than ever. We want to drink the nectar of life We will go to the the heaven someday All lies will be belied then and there. Sign in to see full entry.

Why do not you cry Why do not you give me a shake I am all dying in my lonely world You are not here with me to share my pains. When we will be meeting together We will be dying togeher once and for all And we will gather all the white feathers once again. Sign in to see full entry.

O, the birds of the sky O, forest-dwelling sage of the north Give us wisdom, give us the knowledge of the breadth of the sky We will chase the depth of the ocean with our shadows falling back We have never sucked the honey-comb We have never kissed the feet of withering rays of the twilight Give us... Sign in to see full entry.

They die Side by side Bearing the burden Of flesh and blood Rumblings of bones and skulls Trembling for God's bless The die side by side Forgetting together The face of their wives Names of their children on the street Playing hide and seek With the setting sun over the clouds The black moon rising... Sign in to see full entry.

Stop beating, oh, the bell, stop beating The trees are sleeping, streams running into the river Frogs no more leaping like village urchins The village urchins thumping their breasts in shame. Oh, the bugle, beat your siren The war planes flapping their wings on my mother’s lap Just to eat into her... Sign in to see full entry.

Is life an event? Just like many other events hot and happening but generally ending in themselves? Yes, an event is just an event happening in a consortium of time and eventually ends in a frame of time receding and fizzling out in the repository of memory. Events are just some fleeting memories in... Sign in to see full entry.

From now onwards I'll categorise my blog as Everything Else. And I'll write everything else from poetry to short articles ( sometimes it will be a bit longer). Poetry will be there but not always. And I 'll express my own views from which you will be able to ascertain my political ideology,... Sign in to see full entry.

To face the fear of death alone To overcome the guessing pangs of death Hard times pose an intricate piece of silence Restless souls cares for the ceaseless consequence. The Orion in the sky watches everything from the sky A deathly veil of supreme power coinciding With a divining cry of... Sign in to see full entry.

Again I will come to this world Again I will hear the rustling breeze of the leaves Again the sun will give me the shade to sit with the chirping birds And my mother will open her breast to my fluttering lips. Again the sky will be reborn into my eyes And again I will go from one star to another... Sign in to see full entry.

The sky never appears too big When you leave my love behind my back You rest drowned as ever in your empty world Your footsteps fumble in all corners Your veiled wisdom never stokes fire Shallow feelings surround your universe As though you have shed blood in soliloquy Not to regain the days and... Sign in to see full entry.