Best Immortalised Poems

The falling man, one photograph captured in time
       An unforgettable image, imprinted on this mind
        He represents us all, weather we like it or not
       ...

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The night I kissed her lips was last May;
			But the wind came and blew it all away:
			Again I kissed her lips and made her weep,
			But came the moon, and made my kiss her sleep.
			‘O what a man,’ she exclaimed, ‘that dost kiss me
			With a kiss...

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Gandhi


What principle stimulated or stirred this Guy
Which Doctrine or what Teaching did he buy?

Sauntering on sandals and wrapt on his robe
Miles that he treaded traversed entire Globe.

He taught of pure Love- Peace did he teach
Violence did he spurn- Tolerance did he preach.

Vision in his keen...

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I can see us kicking around in our old hometown
Where the pylons buzzed crackling with dampness
Into the open cast crust of the iron ground;
And as I recall there was never a time that felt as cool
Or as real and full of youth and life as...

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Bethlehem, a star attraction, out of thee,
Among the chilliads, the small, the great.
A shining example - how grateful are we?
How deep and wide, one stellar star of fate.

In storehouses: blessings, rain, mannah and snow.
Likewise, one brilliant star from the creation of time,
Proudly displayed, in Paradise,...

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An immortal legacy
None is immortal all destined to die
the humble mason or the wisest king
be it those winged creatures that soar humming
one day all will perish under the sky
Yet there may be much more than strikes the eye
whispering melodies resurge to sing
trail of shadows persistent...

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Marching Rocks



  Like Toffee people chasing the westerly breeze
And, presumably ordered, abruptly, to freeze-
Tableaux is evocative of an ancient command
That left a sprawl of stones scattered on the land.

  On swift flight in one course towards the West
Serrated line of rock tell of...

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Echoes of A Victims Plea

The fires burn on; the polemics fuelled
More crocodile tears from the politicians who've duelled
To capture the lens of the Press.

But our loved ones cry that simple tear
For those of us whom they loved so dear
.........Immortalised (they) nonetheless!!!

Now the cruel sea with...

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Anne Frank, a little girl
smart, beautiful and witty
on her thirteenth birthday
got, as gift, a small notebook
she promptly named Kitty.

Kitty soon became a friend
dear and close;
with it Anne shared
the secrets of her heart
her joys and woes.

Showcased in her diary
were events, children, women and men
drawn from school...

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She sits by a dying hearth, an album open in her lap
The cold silent room startles like a slap
Mouldy images stare back from the past
Prints are all she has now
Memories that still cling
To the old Silverfish ravaged photographs
Like slips pegged to a line, flailing in...

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my 21st century woman,
my modern woman,
You have been first of the 
born free
one year younger but already 
more worldly than me,
traditionalist, but still liberal 
so you're a left wing and a 
right wing
which makes it easier for you 
to fly above all of us
cultivated to...

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An epiphanic moment

pale dew drops clung to silky petals as
light breeze held wispy branchlets in its sway
blooms lay snug steeped in enigmatic scents,
waves pirouetting ,dainty in ascent
soon settled into ripples teasing seas
while mountains stood agape; tall silhouettes
of   sand   immortalised in castle...

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For the past half billion years
They crawled the earth both soil and sphere
Million trillion unknown souls
To eat and breed their only goal
Homme or femme hermaphrodite
In pairs romance 'neath damp moonlight

Throughout the year they dig and toil
By the billions aerate soil
Breaking down organic matter
A major fertilising...

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An immortal legacy
None is immortal all destined to die
the humble mason or the wisest king
be it those winged creatures that soar humming
one day all will perish under the sky
Yet there may be much more than strikes the eye
whispering melodies resurge to sing
trail of shadows persistent...

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Early days as a flaneur;
I recall the couple 
On the Metro
When I was still innocent 
Of its labyrinthine complexities;
Slim pretty white girl,
Clad head to toe 
In new blue denim, 
Wistfully smiling
While her muscular black beau 
Stared straight through me 
With fathomless, fulgorous orbs;
And one of...

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