The Sun
The eye of the existence burns with rage
He will devour up all the rivers of love
He will melt all the snow of kindness and timehonoured wisdom
and destroy them
There will be the end of history
The Collective M ind withdrawn from the many minds
in its primordial entirety will
recline on the thousand tongued snake
Its hissings you can hear in the roarings of the seas
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Firmament
There is a firmament in every sand
There is afirmament in every piece of rock
But there none in a human heart
especially when the man is a politician
or an academician
The former gives you false promises
and the latter brags of false premises
The two together built the world
where we the common men and women
are pent up
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Sleeping
Sleeping daffodils
Drooping lotus
Laughing hyena
Hungry hippopotamus
All of them boarded on a boat
To cross the stream of sorrow
The ferryman was Father Gonzalo
It never reached the other shore
So they were drowned in the waves of tears
So they were swallowed by the waves of fears
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The Mouse
I saw a mouse dead in the bathroom
Do you know I killed it
I kept poisoned cake on the floor
The mouse could not resist its temptation
It died
Its deadbody is now in a bin
But I espy its red face looking upon me
from the ventilator
Beside it R evenge is seated on an armchair
that floats in the air
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When I Die
When I die my skin and bones will mingle with the earth
my blood plasma and all other secretions of the body will mingle with water
my breath will be one with air
the heat that keeps me alive will merge with fire and
the empty space in me will go back to the skies
What will happen to the_ I _ of mine then?
A doll made of earth dissolves
and what will become of its pricetag and of the sticker on it?
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A Day
A day might turn up when water will not wet
and fire wil not burn the wind will not dry
and there will be no sky
Earth and the skies land and water
You and me will merge in a moonless and sunless sea
Call it the dark mass known as Great Attractor?
Call it Death?
Who floats there on the primordial waters
resting
on a raft of a white thousand hooded rattle snake?
Dont you hear it when it is dark and no man there?
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World Teacher
A drum A drum
He comes
There comes the world teacher
Every blade of grass is thrilled
Every dust particle is thrilled
Every direction East West North South
Is happy though in sadness
They are happy
Because he will teach us sanity
They are sad because they know beforehand
That the son of Love and Light
Will once again bleed
He will find life in death
And the world will learn
That a battle is not lost
Until and unless it is lost
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Dear Dr Freud
Dear Dr Freud
You wanted kill your father
To possess your mother
Your parents wanted to kill you
To possess each other
Dear Dr Freud
When a child is born
It has to face two hired ruffians
One is the child's mother
The child' s father is the other
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Demons and dragons
The world is a site
where demons and dragons ceaselessly fight
Confucius called Lao Tse a dragon
The Tao Te Ching is the dragon
that is locked in mortal fight with
capitalism and logocentrism
Capitalism is the child of logocentrism
The everwidening market
is but the child of logocentrism
Oh Europe away from the tao
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Morning
The morning mourns the death of the night
In its queer language of light
The buses tram cars
The Babel where cuountless fragments
vie with each other
in lamenting the death of their mother
We are put into the hell
where the devil of the self-and - the- other
ceaselessly eat into each one of us
Oh Mother Oh Nothingness Oh Primordial Night
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