Haunting Poems


Where is the Sanctity of Life ?
Tis a Human Being
The Human Being before you

Their Arms and Hands reaching out
Pulling in, Pulling Back, Reaching Out
Whose Eyes and Lips meander through
This maze, this evergreen maze
Punctuated with Ugly dollars and
The mocking ghost of time

Reaching in, Pulling Out, Pulling in
Time punctuating the Sanctity of Life
Here a minute, gone a second
Now you touch, now you lose

Its impossibility
Time shattering
Fabricating the
Felicitations of the Sanctity of Life
Shades and Shards of memories
Polarising eyes and grabbing limbs