CANDOR IN LIFE

            Belly yells to churn acid         I flushed out her bland lunch in                          western style         A s snakes fight for their prey        My intestines are twinned up                     Hunger alarms          I stepped into the real paradise   To water and to get fresh aroma for my taste buds      My eyes rolled as a kathak dancer               To find pieces and parts           Fingers shoveled a handful           Biriyani opened for 24 hours            Its already 12am midnight              Soul feels to rest in pe...

She sallied  On her unicorn into a furious gallop Sky shielded her  from the bright sun Then came moon to shadow her bald head  with pony tail. Deep dark spirit gave her real beauty.

       One small step by Neil Armstrong,            Stampedes in discothèque,                 Kickass goal in FIFA            St(airs) about my lost legs             Prosthesis leads my path             Naked foots are unfortunate                       To sense ascending and                              descending of spiral life                          

           We injected blood and sweat                 Into our bones to ashes       To lay a strong foundation of bond           Swap sandstorm yellow rings         Last dowry from our wry hands                to our beautiful sunshine.

           She stepped out of her blue shoes,      Thousands of salty bubbles  kissed                          the toe cap,                     Blue sky reflected           Blue water welled up her eyes              Time punished to carry a                    womb without him.

                            One sacred clothes line               Battered in all weather               Drenched,cold,sodden            Forgotten in between rains              Dripping from every end        Pinched firmly with clothespins     That each other touch their fabrics,              Hanging like a cliffhanger Just thank god for giving us clothes as they hide our deepest secrets in the whole world.

Dear Daddy, Why do you have to leave me when I was so young? I need you always here by my side You are so selfish for leaving me, Thoughts and memories isn't enough dad I don't even have a clue that life is too tough You scream through the house and kicked up hurdles as an ostrich, Your kisses and  unbearable love,   Your thankfulness to God for the food, Daddy can't make up for those moments we spent stealing pickles at the store.  I don't mean to make then sound so low but, There's no way without speaking these true words. You were the scruffy plumber  I'm still missing the man I used to call Daddy Now I'm pampering my soul wishing all the times back The times that I had a father who taught me how to conquer life. .............. Now I realized That My Hero Is gone