CHIAROSCURO

Things lost
in transmission,
between the
thought and the
action, must be
read in the empty
vastness 'tween
the eye and I.

The spirit is
just, everything
the body
cannot be.

So searching,
these liminal
spaces, my
animal being,lives
forever 'tween the
shadow and the light.

Anirban Kapil Baishya(28/9/2009)

Like a dead
telephone,
the distance
between me
and you
is deafening.

The more
we connect,
the more
we don't...
words repeated,
rituals of tongue
and finger, now
mean nothing.

Your smiley,
happy constantly.
What about you?

Anirban Kapil Baishya(25/9/2009)

BLACK OUT(To Dead Danny)
***************************
Naked in my room,
the ghost of my
dead brother
visits me sometimes;
buzzing like a
mosquito near
my ear, begging
not to be forgotten...

Without you, darkened;
the circuitry of my world,
glows one bulb weaker...

Anirban Kapil Baishya(20/9/2009)

CIRCLE
********
This is
the beginning,
This is the
end...
The journey
is complete,
No corners
to mend...
If I have died...
I'll live again...
Arrival's departure,
Just 360, 'tween
now and then...

Anirban Kapil Baishya(8/9/2009)

ANUSTHESIA
****************
Eyes in my pocket,
I can't see you...
Ears in my hands,
I won't hear you...
Nose, in some
trashcan, I don't need
to smell you anymore...
All your opinions,
now a cock, shoved
up your hallowed butt...
At least I can be
myself now...

Anirban Kapil Baishya (7/9/2009)

UNDERGOD

Understanding...
Eludes me,
often for I
stand over things...

Anirban Kapil Baishya(26/8/2009)

THE WORK OF FART IN THE AGE OF MANIACAL REPRODUCTION
******************************************************************
Two minute Maggi,
no food for thought...
One minute Kit-Kat
break, your mind
begins to rot...

Kill the bloody farmers,
Colonel Sanders rules
your plate... Ecstasy's a
smiling pill, no Viagra
no mate...

Advertsing and six pack dreams,
carve an all consuming black hole...
But for all your blues, your
Adidas shoes, there's no
instant noodles for your soul...

Anirban Kapil Baishya(12/8/2009)