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In Praise of the Blind Worm Worms are the best of us all. They crawl in the dirt Turning the dry and the barren earth To the fertile womb and the soft bed. They move in the dark, Working tirelessly, sharp. Digging in a dry land Making a water tank. They have no claims The…
Kingdom of Ants. In the kingdom of ants, Some are gatekeepers Many are soldiers. Some are travelers. Others are workers. Explorers and architects Rank with the caretakers. Menials and serviles No less than monarchs. Ants don’t have any preachers. Neither judges nor politicians. Nor a Nobel Prize for big ambition. No celebrities nor influencers. In…
Epiphany of Seeing You know how to swim But are you a swimmer? You know how to paint But are you a painter? You know how to play a violin But are you a violinist? You know how to live life But are you living the life? By seeing the water, Who feels the desire…
Humanity, Merely a Shadow. If the hearse arrives now, I shall not delay. Watching the mass, Bloated with ignorance Dancing under the rain of feces With frenzy zeal, Is not something to encourage Neither me nor a human linger any longer. Rymos 14/01/2026 P.S. This poem is the final installment of a…
Timeless and Spaceless Life is a container, the size of a bottle or an ocean. The past, the present, and the future exist together. Who says the past doesn’t exist and the future hasn’t come yet? For some, these three colours are absolute. For some, they are merely abstract. And for some,…
Beyond What Cannot Be Seen It was dark. The air was full of acidic scents: Maybe lust, joy or even despair. All were wolves in the chase Of an imaginary lamb. No one was aware of a wandering soul. ********** The spotlight and two green eyes. Life without an honest surprise Is only a childish…
Not Very Brave Nor A New World Sometimes I wonder, If God looks down Would He even recognise us? We observed And we saw fire. We listened and we spoke. But did we create the words Or were they given to us? We used our senses, Started connecting the dots And we called it thinking.…
The Grand Dialogue Islamic Republic of Iran (ISRE): We want a DIRECT dialogue with the West. (Ten days later…) *********** The West: We promised the protesters we would support them if you crossed the line. ISRE: But we didn’t. The West: Are you sure? ISRE: Certainly. The West: Show me. ISRE (plots a bomb with…
An Orchid in Sordid Hands Poetry is my language and grossness is his. I am sorry that I couldn’t do it purely this or that. Read this before taking whatever you hear or read in the media seriously. ******** It does not take high intellect to realise that no matter how expensive the meal or…
When the Pebbles Turn to Gold From today, forget the word ‘prayer‘ as begging and use the word ‘gratitude‘ instead. What does this mean? It means you are not a beggar, and God does not nurture a beggar’s mindset. Being poor does not mean being a beggar. A poor person is someone facing a challenge,…