Short Ritualistic Poems
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Unction from heavens
Mitigating crown
Ballasting nature and nurture
Ritualistic canopy
Ecological shield
Leased providence
Licensed convenience
Amended space
I drugged my demons
Ritualistic suicide
Speaking the word
Of indifference-
I woke one day embodied in manhood–
Self searching –
Self seeking-
I began the anatomy of a prince in ruins-
The legend remains,
A child-
religion
ritualistic, judgmental
kneeling, praying, seeking
fear, shame, compassion, acceptance
connecting, feeling, recognising
childlike, pristine
spirituality
18-January-2023
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It's a wonder,
indeed it is
her hand in yours, not his.
The rhythmic beating of your heart
desperate to speak but dare not
for fear of betrayal fearing the start,
that love is more than just a chemical spark
and every glance you take
is but a ritualistic dance and embrace faked
that plays a game of hide and seek
worthy of attempts and repeats
each that may or may not be
beginnings of the romance trot.
Jul 2013
Chennai
Proof that an indivisible portion of time exists,
Frozen in that time, unchanging,
Morphed into the metamorphic rock, forever,
Hacked, packed, moved,
masoned into walls of a ritualistic enclosure
I can drink on them for hours,
Look into their eyes,
Isolated, purified, distilled to 175° proof,
One expression, one thought, one pain,
...maybe that is why I can see them
Or maybe I just spend too much time in that room
sometimes it is not real
those words you spit out
venom ladened
enclosed in a ritualistic chant
haunting the night
shadows confirm my thought
deeper into everything
i am consumed
deeper and deeper i sink
can't find up
the pressure is so overwhelming
just want it to end as you begin
you whisper your screaming thoughts
i find it harder to be
in this sea of uncertainty
drowning sweetly deep
We are caught up in this digital distance
Tangled in strings of binary code
Texting in sequence but in silence
Transmitting thoughts on keystroke roads.
We are caught up in tactile indigence
An impoverished need for human touch
We receive electronic mental perceptions
By fonts implied as such.
We are caught up in digital rambling
Ritualistic taps of thoughts and rhymes
Suffocating until we tap, release and enter
Into the electronically charged sublime.