Long Inertness Poems

Vasava 
An untold Story ………                              ...

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The light of Day and the darkness of night are like Metaphors 
For the light in our lives, but also the darkness where upset occurs 
Glimpses of light are like hope through life's struggle 
Just...

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Machines With Madmen Groaning


Machines with madmen groaning above me at 10 thousand feet,
Grumbling and growling like maniac sky monsters slurping on bloody prey,
Those steel dragons of yore spewing fire and corpses into the excesses,
Like Rodan...

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Twenty-four seven completes with only twenty-four hours of sleep.
I am up against the wall.
All day on my feet.
Pacing the halls.
I stop to brush my teeth.
A day without stupor does not defeat me.

Anybody knows that the...

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   I am crushing on you !
    Impossible to ignore
            your firm personality alluring attracting me.
   ...

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Around all material possessions, that I see each day,
Emptiness abounds within, where I rest my thoughts,
I come and go when times sets and rises, which,
Parades around emotions, I have lost.
My minutes spread outward, found nowhere.
I...

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Which Star is Mine?

I walk along this starry beach,
Not one with its brightness can I reach.
I stretch my arms until they hurt,
Stretching, stretching I become inert.
I ask with hope, “Which star is mine?”

The stars twinkle...

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The world dims to a standstill in shouting
incoherencies the fluttering heart spew, clinching
on today through the vagaries of inertness, 
and seeking liberty, he sings the song of 
life.

Then the finality of death. 
And Agni's dance....

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‘ Be frank and open-minded to unveil yourself. ‘ - Poet

    UNVEIL

     I swim and sink
          in ocean of...

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Two joined elements swirl around
Into its lungs with wisp of sound
Turning its blood from blue to red
Preserving life as cells are sped

And though not regnant is the right
Concentration to give it flight
From inertness so its...

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There’s no palpitation in words
No heart-beat in poetry
To break your inertness
I called you aloud
Sand particles dripped down
Beneath my feet
You are a silhouette.

Green leaves of the evergreen forest
Fell down,
Covered the red soil.

My entire life is spent...

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With censure, the leading spirit communicates its highness.
And the eye arises a long way from the dull streets of weakness.
Further, the disjunction of space and my uneasiness.
An arousing statement that jeopardizes interval inertness.
Gently pick your...

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