Tuesday, March 13, 2012

You Feudal Woman

Was that patterned on the swaying paddies
Was that written on the teak pillar
Were you haunted by the ruins of second homes
Were you fucked up plainly by your own mother

When penis so powerful that vagina was a burden
Life so secure that uncertainty was unknown
A powerful man could play with you as his temple
And could give you a class and life simple

Those Things have gone past long ago
Only abstracts have remained and very much so
The powerful unknown is the owner of your ego
Gives you peace by ensuring certainty in chaos

There are reasons
for your madness
Einstein has endorsed
the relativity of godness
You are true to heaven
like a born vegetarian to chicken
How much you wannabe a racist
as it is all powerful and calmest

You can see through those godmen-women with mirth
You can laugh at those virgins and the birth
You don't have time for those daily piety
You are a non-believer but for patriarchy

No confidence in your playful self
And panic of a wandering half
Life is dismal and death won't be pretty
For you don't let go the charm of certainty

Saturday, March 3, 2012

Undeserved

One evening so non-descriptive
You smiled upon me calling

It was like a bolt from the blue
Thing I thought never would come true

I had so forgotten you
So I figured out you too

My longing for you was vague
Never were you mine to belong

That truth is slowly creeping over
Was this a mistake somewhere?

Possibilities are haunting and various
Each one more humiliating than the previous

Triumph has turned into a nightmare
Guilt of undeserved crushing me under