She thought,
She is that innocent,
But I knew better
For the walls told me so
Of her romance
With her bathing sponge
Every morning in the tub!,
And of the tub water
Penetrating
Her never ever
Penetrated aisle.
Then the soap lathers……..
She thought,
She is still innocent,
But it’s long stolen.

When we look deep inside,
Our hearts quaver, our soul
Shiver, our minds doubt,
Our spirit….uncertainty
Of which is which
One in all, all in one
We do not know.
When we worship,
He goes by the Gita,
She, by the Koran,
I… the Bible
All for one God,
Why the differences?
When we pray,
He praises Krisna,
She exalts Moha,
I pray Christ,
Avenues to one God.
When we die,
He re-incarnates,
She enters paradise
I awaits judgment
What injustice!
But …what if I were
To seek out the Unborn
And find the hidden balance?

A praying mantis presides
Over and over
A congregation of fools
Assuming a God-like position,
Predicting today, predicting forever.
He preaches, the act of holiness,
The act of reality,
Where smooching is divine,
A path to miracle.
But miracles do occur
The deaf became dumb,
The dumb became deaf,
The healthy became sick,
The sick became dead,
The dead….I wonder !

Of all nature’s beauty
And the grace
It emits,
Miscalculation still prevails.
For what’s the essence
Of meeting love ones
Only to part and
Never to meet again ?
Knowing that
The separation outcome
Erases all joy
Of the meeting act.
But if nature
Is to be driven
In human will accordance,
We need not part
Nor meet
If parting seems inevitable
And that hidden sorrows
Should not be felt.

She thought,
She is that innocent,
But I knew better
For the walls told me so
Of her romance
With her bathing sponge
Every morning in the tub!,
And of the tub water
Penetrating
Her never ever
Penetrated aisle.
Then the soap lathers……..
She thought,
She is still innocent,
But it’s long stolen.

A calm air          
with drizzle          
of purity and scantity          
upon a land          
of chastity and fidelity.          
A swift wind          
with strength          
of hurricanes or tornadoes
sweeping the land          
off its chastity and fidelity.          
A barren land          
with people          
of no faith and love,          
iotas of chastity and fidelity          
became rare.

Medical preys;
unwanted grasses
on female pasture;
yet over determined to exist.

Victims!
to pleasurable sins

Murdered!
by we who bekoned them.
To save faces

and intergrity;
To erase footprints
and outcome of our sins.
but you never cease to surface,
at any ****** call;

Never afraid of the death
warrant
nor the murderous act.
Brave unborn souls,
sacrificial lambs
of human immorality,
''cleansing off our sins''.
Yet answerable
to any ****** call
wishing it sinless
by matrimony.
Beauty of a marital love,
essence of a matrimonial
act.innocent
of all innocents,
One with God!,

Wisdom of the ancient!
The first measures
of purity.
But; where goes
the astral wisdoms
after the humanization?
where you compelled
to be born,
revoltless of the ******
of your unborn kind?
was it karmic purposed?