PORNO CREEP
***********
My leech,
my favourite
enemy of yesterday...
sucking me dry,
you started between
my thighs...
my filthy
bibleful of lies...

Hooked on to me
again (and i hooked,
on to to you...a
parasitic symbiosis,
recipe for misery)
my resistance is in
vain... filthy,
my semen does seep,
filthy, porno creep.

Anirban Kapil Baishya (16/7/2010)

Vapour
********
In these fields
of sorrow, I
stand over the
grave I'd dug
for my body...
my skeleton
aches for
release...
the sweet
smell of
memories binds
me still...
something is
irrevocably lost...

Anirban Kapil Baishya (5/6/2010)

Heard something,
not quite
itself...
the notes
felt like
ants on my
skin...none.
I am but, a
cold sun...

Babel tied,
my tongue
cannot speak,
the spirit
is weak...

The best poetry
is oft that is
the most misunderstood...
If I knew I would...
If only I could...

Hell is cold
I'm growing old,
Adult sins
breaking my
child's shoulders.
The furnace smoulders,
Razing everything...

Anirban Kapil Baishya (23/5/2010)