It was in Rome
You guys got the table(cade,nevin)
So we stood there
Till you asked us if we'd like to join

Sure I said so
awkward first cause you somehow look like Ryan Gosling(no you look better, RG has never been my type)
Blue eyed boy from Iowa
Strangely enough, my bedtime T-shirt says Iowa hawkeyes

We talked bout beer ,Shandy, Greek islands ,Prague,Bristol and Iowa. Why should I know?
then you turned to me
Hey, fun fact, do you know the British first sounds like American?
Why should I know?Why did you say so?
But that was the most intimating thing on the table.

Strangely enough, you only asked my name when you left, and everything was left in Rome.

I had only contempt for him.
An Amul baby, all the way.
I made fun of him
At newsrooms and in debates.

One such day,
I was at my best
Finding faults and laughing my heart out
At the expense of that Amul baby.

All of a sudden
A voice from nowhere
Pulled me down to earth,
And said thus.

You made fun of me, didn’t you?
You called me an Amul baby
That baby who gave its toothless smile
And made baby noises to its grandma,
Did you hear the sound of bullets
That punctured its soul?
When it ran, calling out to its father,
Did you find blood splattering on its little dress,
From a body that was blown to smithereens
Like a chain of firecrackers?

That voice was
Dripping water on me,
Blown, burnt and scattered as I was.

My blistered contempt
Has a lingering slight irritation now.

#Rahul Gandhi
#RG
#kuzhurwilson
#poetry
#india

There is a thing that lives in a cave in the woods

A desperate and silent villain

We keep it at bay with one simple secret

DV UVVW RG GSV YPMMW MU MFI XSRPWIVN

He comes in the hour of the wispy dew

There is only one thing that can purge him

At the foot of the hills beneath the mist

DV HPRG GSV GSIMZG MU Z ERITRN

With an elder’s body and a serpent’s tongue

He licks at the altar with hunger

Revealing the scar he loves to bear

SV RI NZIQVW DRGS GSV WVERP’H NFOYVI

He comes again and again, night after night

We can’t keep up with the slaughter

To make sure his belly is never unfilled

DV NFHG RNLIVTNZGV ZPP MU MFI WZFTSGVIH

I don't remember seeing you before
The morning they carried you out the RG-33 door
We were in the late morning heat
Your friends wore your blood from their waists to their feet

...What a beautiful color

When I went for my letters I saw your face on the wall
Over a description of who you used to be
You were awarded a bronze star you won't ever see
And I'll never forget you
Though I never met you

Invisible, I stand in the middle of the road.
Frozen in place. Frozen in thought.  I have misplaced all sounds.
Soldiers pull their bleeding brother out an RG-33 vehicle in a flowing current of hands and fingers.
gentle, urgent
They hand him off to a swarm of medics then collapse into a grieving cloud of cigarette smoke.
The pants and boots—especially the boots—are coated thick with blood
so fresh and bright.
My mind defrosts,gathers a voice to shatter the silence
What a beautiful color

Love, One word so many meanings
The pain I suffer trying to figure them out.

Hate, One word One meaning
The loneliness I feel throughout

The sorrow, The pain, The suffer.
As I carry on I strive and aim for one meaning.

Somehow EVERY TIME i get lost looking for these "meanings"

I struggle to hold together.
I struggle to only find self doubt.

Every time all through out.

~RG

Do you know me?
No.

So how could you judge me?
I don't know.

Do you know my story?
No.

Then don't judge me.
Okay.

~RG

"I never speak statistically because statistically speaking I shouldn't be able to talk!" RG

It never ends.
The pain.
The suffering.

Never goes away.

I hope and pray
That someday

it will go away
~RG

Do you ever think?
I do sometimes.

I was once told thinking is bad for you.
Is that true?

Maybe.

When i think i think of old times.
Times when told me that she loved me .
Is that true?

I'm guessing not.

~RG

I need you.
To take my hand.

To free me from this hell.
Don't let me go.

I need you.
To fix me.

To put the pieces together.
I need you.

Badly.

~RG

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For RG.

On the day you passed
I was in Istanbul
And the ATM outside
The Radisson Blue Hotel lobby
Swallowed my card
And I couldn't work out
Who to contact for help

On the day you passed
I drank coffee in a bakery
On the street
Where the gypsy woman
Selling flowers
On the corner
Gave one to a stranger
Asking nothing in return

On the day you passed
The people in the hotel
Looked worried,
Said it was strange
But  I knew why
The sun went in
And it rained and rained
And the man on the corner
Yesterday selling sunhats 
Started selling umbrellas instead
And  I got drenched to the bone
And never wanted to see the sun again
Because I felt so sad and alone

alone thinking of you every night to the point of insomnia

that smile, those eyes, those words, so sweet to such a point i felt sick

you made me feel my best even when i knew you were the worst for me

i know i was just a side idea for when those around me didn't quite go as we all thought

but

i didn't care because when you held me when you told me those pretty lies i felt happy

i was happy to let you hold me and tell me lies to make me love you because

at least someone was willing to put time into me

you played with my mind played with my heart

and now

i'm addicted

i want nothing more than to taste your lips and taste the bitterness of those little lies

every i love you, every i want you, every i couldn't make it with out you, every you're my one and only

that bitter taste of those sweet lies were everything i needed to always want more

giving me just enough but so very little all at once

every i miss you making my heart flutter and cry in pain from the intensity of my craving of you

you're my drug

i need you to function yet you're breaking my way of functioning

youre the water to my fire, cooling me down yet killing me to do so

you're aggressive but it's fine because i tell myself you love me and it's just what you do

and who knows maybe you did and still do want me

but to you, my pretty mind isn't enough

because i don't have a pretty face to match that mind of mine

you played with my heart you played with my mind

but i was too heartbroken already to care

~ RG

"Solidarity is... the key to prosperity"
RG 2022

"Put the same amount of time into life as you do the thoughts you write then call yourself a REAL LIFE POET!"(RG)