Then Poems

In three's and sevens,

As Australia faces 'its darkest hours' there
Are choices..Actions.' That you will not be
Devoured, you can take if there are three good sized towns.' Forge links get ttogether, if you have just one main town
Gather seven villages; around that place.'
That you may weather the storm, into the
Wind then you can face.' Take heed, take
Measure..Husband your strengths,

Briam, then and now

Briam, then

I'm Briam,
I'm the one who's always by 'em.
At the fair, he listens to every sound,
and sometimes begs to go on the merry-go-round.
As for the other rides, he's deathly afraid to try 'em.

Liam, now

I'm Briam,
I was the one who was always by 'em.
At the fair, he listened to every sound,
and sometimes begged to go on

Then he kissed me

Couldn't have dreamt this,
His tender first kiss,
Nibbled his lips, 
Kissed my fingertips,
Kissed molasses hair, 
Love his kissing flair,
Kissed a thousand times,
His mouth just rhymes,
Our attraction,
Love in action,
Lip sync bliss,
Love his kiss,
Kissing sublime,
Withstood all time.......

Back Then

In those days they were not in a hurry to vacate the planet,
My ancestors and their global friends
Life was to them a health monument in granite
And they lived on and on and on with welds.

To the one who stole my heart, and then stomped it into the ground

It's real nice 
 how you could just cut me out your life 
 like I never meant  
like I was just some random basic B*ch  
Got me holding onto faith 
even though it's been right in my face 
 that this has been just a fckng game 
 That you've constantly continued

Then Mother Became Mist

She loved her child through rivers and mountains, 
copied sutras with trembling hands, 
offered them at dawn, noon, dusk, and night— 
each tear a stream flowing in silence.

She loved her child across endless miles, 
chanting through tears like mountain rain. 
The wind carried her voice to distant woods, 
cold rain soaking into her soul.

Then Mother

What Then?

If for thy love my head should fall, what then?
If union with thee becomes for me, what then?

That I may tell the tale of thy love by heart,
One story of thy passion I impart—what then?

Though years I burn in exile’s piercing flame,
If suddenly thou shinest like the moon, what then?

Last night, lost in longing for

Until Then I Will Love You

Verse one:
One day when all the air is gone
When the stars grow where the trees belong
I will still love you
If there comes a day when all is gray
Cause to the moon, all colors ran away
Oh I will still love you
If suddenly pigs really fly
And broken hearts don't make us cry
Don't you worry, I will still

Wounds of heart then heal well

To soul’s discourse when we deal well,
Wounds of heart hitherto heal well.
Let whole world see no good in you,
Clouds once clear, sun-moon reveal well.   
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Epigram | 03.08.2025 | self, heart, clouds, sun
Note: Apart from being a Muktak, this could well be the first two couplets of a ghazal.  

And Then There Were None - For Agatha Christie

I’ve only desired to light old lamps with young wicks
(the tongues of flame must be blinking hard with vigilance)
Across dark, mildewed alcoves that smell of ink —her writing ink —
But one thing led to the other, and the ink I
Found froze in my eyes, the bottle instantly petrified among desert ruins.
I searched, from my village

WORSE THEN DOGS

WORSE THAN DOGS

Mi step off di docks, salt burn in mi chest,
Suit sharp-press, hope pin to mi vest.
Windrush blood, calypso fire,
Dreams of gold — meet cold barbed wire.
“Welcome,” dem sneer wid a crooked grin,
Door slam shut — all ‘cause a mi skin.

Signs in window cut like knives:
NO BLACKS. NO DOGS. NO IRISH. — lives.
But truth

When Yellow Flower Was Dyed Orange Then Red

In this summer month of her what would have been her 21st birthday,
I see bed of withering red orange tiger lilies and say,
"Your death reddened you, yellow flower, into an orange, then red."

And Then

I’m setting off past through the close
Towards the light of day
Move up and down, back and forth
Without a word to say
Call me abruptly just in time
I shall return as soon as
More clouds will enclose the sky
More silence heave the corners 
And then you enter with a smile
The clock stroke twelve, and then..
What's happened then to

and then there'z thuh dark

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So In Love With You

Amati                        You complete me
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