Best Dissolution Poems

IV

A soul was broken to make room
For dusty halls and labyrinths.
A gossamer, nylon bed-sheet shroud
Enwraps the remnants of that mind.
And no excuses can be made;...

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There's an obscurity on the threads of darkness
dare I peer beneath the starless shroud of midnight's veil
as I walk through the misty breath that beclouds...

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There's an obscurity on the threads of darkness
dare I peer beneath the starless shroud of midnight's veil
as I walk through the misty breath that beclouds...

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My eyes were sorely struck when once they perceived
verity in your insightful words. Oh, how they grieved
when you chose to kneel low enough to kiss...

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O fickle moon,
caretaker of souls 
who chase their dreams 
across the skies you
waver now, and waste away
in quiet desperation;
night surrenders to the light 
as reveries...

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I look forward to that rising tide
The current has never been so low 
That we sail in style so calm
Rest deepens without panic 
The tweets...

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"Eventually"

Taking back the 3 worlds
the cracked and broken 
roads they walked
join eventually 
there is no separation
constant in the same family
poetic justice paints
its soul purposefully

taking back...

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The star sharpened, quietly bright,
as shadows darkened into night,
a point of shining light that guides
three kings to where the child abides.

They visited, arrayed with treasure,
gold...

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Our slip away begins
From the moment of our first-drawn breath.
I've been dying all my life, I see
Yet still can smile at Death.

For if Death is...

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O fickle moon!
caretaker of souls 
who chase their dreams 
across the heavens you

waver now, and waste away
in quiet desperation;
night surrenders to the light 
and reveries...

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O fickle moon!
caretaker of souls 
who chase their dreams 
across the heavens you

waver now, and waste away
in quiet desperation;
night surrenders to the light 
and reveries...

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It was easy in the end,
to get up and go out 
into the garden
and feel the patched sunlight
shine and blink upon my face,
take in the...

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She has a pair of subtle eyes to brood in forlorn,
the vile tale of heart rending cacophonic dissolution.
Those eyes were meek, never crude
to yearn the...

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I've started my stand-by diet: a few different fruits each day,
and having repeated it time and again, I feel qualified to say
apples, unless of a...

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Incineration of Love God Madan (Cupid) 22
Originally written in Hindi by my late father Dr. Amar Nath Kapoor
1899 to 1994. The work was written in...

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