Love: Searching Past Those Lips

Wrote this as a part of speech in a cousin’s wed­ding. Life of love is long and adven­tures. Here I wish them the most joy­ous and enthralling one!


Her heart, so gen­tle, bright­ened, burst,

Ignited when lips, though part­ing, kissed;

Nor he was spared, for he loved her first.

These birds bewitched: What have they missed?


The Sun con­ceals a storm with­in,

And Moon has craters yet unseen.

What spir­it hides beneath their skin?

What changes await past what they’ve been?


But every love begs adven­tures still,

Embracing, endur­ing in frost and rain.

When hearts and breath, unex­plored, enthrill –

Behold! They’ve fall­en in love again!


In destiny’s reign, through joy and pain,

You’ll find them falling in love again.

Los Invictus (Sonnet)

Reason is bound to our per­cep­tion, which in turn is bound to what knowl­edge we have of the world and our emo­tions. When Reason tells you that peo­ple are greedy, world is crap­py, and you can­not trust any­one, Imagination knocks on your door just to tell you, “Oh yeah? Well, chal­lenge accept­ed!”

Happy Sol Invictus / Merry Christmas every­one!

Based on the Blakean mythol­o­gy of Four Zoas, where “Urizen” rep­re­sents con­ven­tion­al rea­son and law, and “Los” rep­re­sents imag­i­na­tion. That said, “Los” is also an ana­gram of “Sol”, which is Roman for “Sun”, although here I used Sun as a sym­bol for “Inspiration”. And because it’s Winter Solstice now, I wrote this for Christmas (although I’m a bit late…) sim­ply because the epic bat­tle between Urizen and Los not only remind me of that one prin­ci­ple of social bond­ing that formed many fes­ti­vals of Winter Solstice (Christmas, Hanukah, most pagan vari­a­tions, Amaterasu, Roman, etc.) but also as a reminder than rigid reduc­tion of the uni­verse will always have a chal­leng­ing spir­it that will rebel and enlight­en all of exis­tence, come what­ev­er storms may.

Written in Iambic Pentameter. This is per­haps my very first Sonnet, and my first time writ­ing in fixed met­ric forms, so cri­tiques are wel­come! (Note: This poet­ry may change as I revise it fur­ther.)


Urizen raged at law­less void unknown,
His order benign was nature’s will invoked,
Then Reason fell to rule whose heav­ens choked,
Where oceans froze and grief of bur­den sown.

Lamenting souls suc­cumbed to world reduced,
For love was dead, and hope forsaken’d, lost…
And yet a sin­gle fire defied the frost,
For Los rebelled, his ham­mer forged anew.

Turning soil to bricks to fortress round,
Burning waters to steam to fly unbound,
Churning love from bro­ken streams of thought.

Eternal win­ters broke into vivid spring.
Urizen stunned, as open win­dows sing
Of gen­tle rays that Los unbri­dled brought.

To Humanity, With Love

An English ver­sion rewrite of the recent, pop­u­lar song Satyamev Jayate (Truth Alone Triumphs), com­posed by Ram Sampath and writ­ten by Prasoon Joshi (lis­ten to the orig­i­nal here). The idea that pro­duc­er Amir Khan had for the song was a hymn of “romance” towards human­i­ty and truth. I share this hymn, hop­ing to adapt its vivid sen­ti­ments in English vers­es and do jus­tice to it for for­eign read­ers.

This is not a word-to-word trans­la­tion of the song (which you can find here instead); this is an aes­thet­ic rewrite to pre­serve the sen­ti­ments (or rein­vent / re-adapt con­cepts). You could say it’s a song of the same feel­ings sung from another’s heart and words.

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The Valentine’s Witch

Note: The fol­low­ing poet­ry is a con­cep­tu­al “oppo­site” of what you’d call a Serenade, some­thing which I’ve been exper­i­ment­ing with late­ly. This song is from a boy’s per­cep­tion to his mur­der­ous ex-girl­friend.

A chal­lenge for poets (prefer­ably females, but any­one is free to do so): If you feel inspired this Valentine’s day, write a sim­i­lar poet­ry from the girl’s per­spec­tive to the boy, prefer­ably titled, “The Valentine’s (insert offen­sive descrip­tion here)”. After all, some boys deserve to have their ass­es kicked. 😉

Don’t for­get to show me when you do!

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