The weather is not brutal sir
The weather has got nothing on my watch
Today the turbulent storms are blasting the ruins
Tomorrow autumn would ensure growth of the ravaged masses
But what about the tornado that tears this heart each day
Who would calm it down?
In this unknown town
In this strange colony
Who would erase this LONELINESS written in block letters?

~Manu M.

A trail of footprints- their cavities deep
Marked on these sandy dunes
Following these are misnomer winds
Blowing from foreign soil bereft of moisture, choking my throat
I cough out black blood
My thirst remains unquenched

As the sun casts its cannon
In my direction burning
The last strip of tolerance

The dusty, rogue sand storm
Unwilling to cease
Swirls around ******* my energy
And in the desolate air of pure abuse
I lie numb; The oasis of ecstasy
beyond my reach

The oil in my living wick has dried up
Penniless I happen to be
No money but work is ghastly

Thus, do not question or comment if this wick remains unlit tomorrow
For the path I treaded was mine ALONE
So let the end remain lonely too

~Manu M.

The green of my veins
Shivers at the touch
Of your sleek fingers
Often I wander unarmed
In the mystic blue haven
Of your clear eyes.
Vulnerable, held prisoner
Ramshackled in your custody;
When finally our lips brush together
Yours as soft as rose petals
Of a rose newly slithered
From an unrequited bud
And like a floating lost dandelion
I fall in your ravenous embrace
Our souls slip into each other's
Tearing the curtains of shame
Aloof from the miseries of reality
Flooding in madness
Deeply, truly, neurotically
Drunk in love.......

~Manu M.

Shush, do not utter
Not now, hon

Oh! Dear let the cherry blossoms
Of our love blossom
Slowly, easily
In this orchard
As aromatic as daffodils
Newly out of their soft buds
Young and fresh just like us;
In the mist and chill of this dark night
Let us warm our
cocoons with endearment

My Jade Vine, at times blue luminous
And at times light green
Spread those shades on the open
Palate of my heart

Do not, not now hon
Leave this love unrequited

~Manu M.

Seraphic in form
He promised to end the storm
Setting me in a trance
He pulled out a lance 
To rescue he had to carve my naked armor
So I stood vulnerable on the rejuvenating harbor
I held the scrunched hand of my Mariner
As we sailed together over the rough waters
But soon I realized that his service was a sham
His shadows had deceived me to believe he was my guiding lamp
Contrary to the promises he slashed my trust
With knives, blades made of inhuman lust
That wretched soul turned me into a wreck
A forgotten flotsam, as I continued on the arduous trek
Merciless the journey grew, I was reaching my nadir
But hungry still was the counterfeiter’s stare
An alarm signaled him that his prey was out of blood
He waited to remove me like a **** with his stump spud
Thunderous, monstrous the gory battle raged
He bathed under the scarlet running of my veins, deranged 
He devoured me till the very end
Corpse I was but undead
His wrath had turned me incredibly fragile and frail
So before he could end this life,
I jumped in the treacherous cascade following a much peaceful trail

~Manu M.