Thursday, 3 January 2013

More bad verse!

I am not particularly proud of these poems written sometime in 1969 - 70.


In Desperation

dying embers
of a super nova
that cracked up a billion years ago
do not warm up
the cold loneliness
of my days
and the sun
never rises
in the empire
of my heart
after i realized
that the experts
have written the program
with my blood
and without you.


The Absurd


Essence
existence
and the absurdity
in between
  
if zero
 is nothing
what then
is infinity

to live
and not
to know
is not to live

let me live
and commit
suicide
not murder


This was written based on personal experience. May not be good poetry, but of great sentimental value, because the friend referred to here, died in 1985.

disillusionment with a Trotskyite intellectual

the way you started off –

(i thought

you had a sword upstairs)

i wanted to go with you


but

you and i were shedding tears

over large pegs of rum and coke

and the thought of hungering masses

made you order some more chips


you and I believed in the printed word

mail order sales and the celluloid gods

you and (therefore) i were anasthetized

into an omniscient impotence


i would have gone with you

even if you had set out

to fight windmills with lances


but

did you

Wednesday, 2 January 2013

Another poem written in 1975, when I was 26 years of age, and thought I knew most of what is required to be known. I have grown older now and know better. I have given up cigarettes, for instance.





Thanks to Kurt Vonnegut Jr.

somewhere far away from here
a mad guy committing suicide
slowly and in comfort (he told me so)
with filtered cigarettes,
identified my nightmares
domesticated my terrors
and turned me a voyeur to the self

thanks to him
i learnt a few tricks
i get my thrills watching me perform

thanks to him
i have taken to cigarettes
(slowly and in comfort).
I am proud of this short poem, though I suspect it may not be all that original. I do not remember clearly, but I have read the last line somewhere. Here goes:

" this might be blasphemy
but you cannot deny it.
the Man they nailed on Calvary
did have connections.
In High Places."