Sunday, March 18, 2018


This God transitions,
Into a man,
Condemned by the creator,
As part of some shit plan.

His one trick up the sleeve,
This fallen God still reserves,
His muse shall get,
The ode she deserves.

The world will know,
This fight between the Gods,
This fallen one will rise,
No matter, what the odds.

And when the fallen one rises,
The muse will know,
Gods will be Gods,
Even without the pomp and the show.

Tuesday, January 9, 2018

A Half Hearted Tribute- To The Old Monk

People live and then they die.
Fools keep their names alive.
Legacies are what they call them!
Fucked up shitheads and their lies.

Convenience is all it is,
To justify cheap over something fine,
Pretending they are a class apart,
As I drink the stuff that’s mine.

Your pretention is your own parasite,
You can keep ranting for hours,
If you really care to pay your tribute,

Don’t play it out for the world, just drink what’s yours. 

Friday, November 10, 2017


The digits added to my advantage,
This year was expected to sail through.
Planetary interventions and what not,
I await desparately an year new.

This year I've been to the abyss, lost my breath,
And still came back alive somehow,
Helped me back to my original self,
The one who questions - What, why ,how?

Was this the transition of this man into superman?
I have doubts if the boy ever grew up.
Foundations inadvertently laid long ago,
Are indeed difficult to usurp.

This year must end, it will end.
So must this trail of time.
The course ahead,
Life needs to be steered through,
Through strengths combined,
Ours, yours and mine.

If doubts ever cloud your mind,
Remind yourself of this quote I like,
' When you are the anvil, Bear.
When you are the hammer, Strike.'

Monday, June 12, 2017

Check mate

This one comes with lots of love.
And with blessings of your lord residing somewhere above.

Don't believe any story I tell you,
Out of my life, I've kicked you.

If I ever let you in, you know how it would be,
Nothing more of you, I can bear to see.

If there ever was  a God  other than me,
He shall die witnessing the world I let be.

Monday, May 1, 2017

No love

Love knows no cowardice,
Even to a man this nice.
You shall get to eat my boots,
The lovers of my life, my discarded roots.

I can't teach you love, if that's what you seek,
Divinity is what I'm here to preach,
Your soul becomes a lifeless leech,
The moment, my principles, you breach.

What a waste this life has been,
Running on ad-hoc spares,
I look forward to another life,
One that doesn't need  any repairs.

Before you would even realise,
I would have said my goodbyes.

Wednesday, April 12, 2017

The Son of the Sun

Individual conscience,
Defines universes all the time.
Holds true for the Gods,
And for the world that's mine.

On one auspicious day,
When the stars finally aligned,
I met my destiny,
The destiny to which i had resigned.

The universe ceased to exist,
The very day it was born,
Collapsed into a black hole,
Hungry, reeking of scorn.

In its abyss, I lay,
The abyss that's nothing but me.
I destroyed everything I could see,
And then, I just let it be.

Thursday, March 9, 2017

When I take a shit

An empire of lies,
She created for the two of them
To reign over.

All it takes is one rumour,
To take down all you ever built,
She says.

If the coworker forfeits duty,
The collapse is his fault,
He says.

What joy it is,
To realise the individual that you are,
No one completes you, no one can,
Responsible for no one, you are.

The world lives on,
So shall you.
Grow up child, if you can,
Beyond your childhood lessons
of false and true.
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