Long Villas Poems

I have travelled through the cluttered corridors of my tired mind countless times. 
I have reached deep into the dark abyss of my captive soul and in that profoundly disturbing darkness, I went searching to...

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We will be the trustees of life's passions...
The villas of villainous Rome are burning behind me
from Capua to the Cisalpine Alps the skyline is smoldering from her savage sins,
monuments of luxury built, furnished,  and...

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across the Doggerland dogged people trudge
  Neanderthals, Heidelbergers...Sapiens, the last ones standing
  hairy mammoths, heavy life bearing down
  the mighty maw of an ice wall crunches, enforcing southward retreat
  remoulding the...

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A reminder to Nigerian current president, 
Oh ! Uncle president Bola Ahmad Tinubu, 
One of the  seniors African politicians 
who could direct the youths well not to hell.  
Your honorary doctorate in political science 
and...

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My trees are being rampaged by man's cruelty;
doesn't he feel empathy when they crumble down,
to be shipped on barns and trains for huge profits?
And while my darlings don't bleed like he does, they suffer by...

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The bet had been bound ... and boldly called,
          Right there on the cold castle grounds at eventide -
       ...

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Baiano is my charming Campanian town,
at the foot of the Paterno's mountain,
noble roman settlers came to build their villas,
but the barbarians and Spartacus ransacked it;
then other invaders: the Normans, the Hungarians,
the Swedish and Spaniards occupied...

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Being happy was my wish for cynosure,
in living, I sought either fame or wealth...
having seen the results of utter foolishness;
although I claim nothing, I have everything. 

No villas in Hollywood with a big screen and...

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Gentle breezes caressing and  
                             ...

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Sanjay Karmakar
 
Hey hey! let's give fire to the palace, villas
hold the gunpowder to set to burn down the house, rouse
who are poor slum houses to keep hot,  sought
to keep them warmth in winter,...

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https://m.soundcloud.com/user-921599710/roman-reign
 
https://youtu.be/Z1hAGvzB8Nk

The prominent years, of which did last
Great heights of power, of centuries past
According to legend, thy Rome we build
Twin brothers afore, o’ Remus killed

O’ city of Rome, of which we name
A land of power,...

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Is it Epson Salt?

All those nice villas along the coast are empty save for stray cats and those too poor to live inland because the sea stinks like bouillabaisse gone off. Marine life and sea...

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In America, you can buy anything ... 
if you got enough money
Purchase yourself a new identity,
but do you got enough money 
to get the plastic surgery
And of course, there’s always the black market
to provide near-perfect...

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small forest
The small forest or the woods by the white road
made of crushed sea-shells, was a place of enchantment 
Squirrels played here and had no fear of lone dreamers
stumbling over oak roots.
I used to walk...

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Sue and I had lost contact when we left school and the Dominican Convent,
Met up ten years later, admitted both of us foolish, each nodded consent,
Had coffee, agreed to meet often, lived in Cape Town,...

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Holiday Paradise

is burning Rhodes is surrounded by invading fires and blue sea
no modern weaponry can stop this brutal onslaught.
The Med is far from here, where the Atlantic breeze is cooling
we who do not travel watch...

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If not burned 

 Hellas is burning the Athens is surrounded by invading fires 
 no modern weaponry can stop this brutal onslaught.
 Greece is far from here, where the Atlantic breeze is cooling
it doesn’t...

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Diamonds can be of stunning glittering white,
I own one and it's a blue sapphire I admire;
it doesn't cost more than a Ferrari or a Rolex watch,
I bought it after drinking half bottle of scotch! 

I...

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ENVY IS A SEXY SEDUCTRESS

On days when the devil's workshop opens 
On the streets of an idle mind,
Envy visits and knocks.
It lingers on your porch,
As you try to call it stranger
And busy yourself 
With thoughts...

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The sunniest island,
with its Sea Stacks standing out
of the Tyrrhenian Sea,
shimmers as sailboats glide
in timeless serenity...
Paradise's duplication in man's heart.


Winter brings no drifts of snow,
only mild breezes from Sicily,
and the tourist is always on the...

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Autodidact
The small forest or the woods by the white road made of
crushed sea-shells was a place of enchantment squirrels
had no fear of solitary dreamers stumbling over oak roots.
I used to walk here when cows were...

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Ex-presidents

There was a man, not very tall, selling
pornographic pictures at a corner of a 
street
Once he had all the power, one could 
dream of, as a military junta took his 
job, and since all he...

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The gaudy beauty of the villas with
new money blazons on the pediments,
the Moon over the garden, the sea breeze,
orchids in bloom - they're all the elements

of the confusing game to lure me to
a point of...

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One starry night, a very long ago it
was death who thought to out-drink the poet.

Oh, let me pour you, death, a little more
of English ale in half with the Dalmore*.

Just look at her! As drunken...

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The Class Divide 

It was an odd situation the town was divided by a river.
The west side was the posh part. I lived there, that is 
I worked as a cook at a tourist hotel...

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