CUM AGAIN?
*************
My soul
is in rapture
my brother...
and once again,
I inhale the
smoke of my
passion...
Better climax
'fore the cigarette
fizzes out...
Anirban Kapil Baishya(2/4/2009)
Thursday, April 2, 2009
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
ON THIS DAY...
***************
Tomorrow,
hell may
await us
my friend...
But today
the mirror
stares at me
and I, at
the mirror...
and 'tis
not broken...
Tomorrow,
the fires may
consume me my
friend, and
you could
be but a
pillar of salt...
But today,I
have wings,
and you are
flesh and blood...
Tomorrow,we may
rot in coffins,
welcome food
for worms...
gnawing at us...
tomorrow,
might just be
round the corner...
But its
still not
today.
Anirban Kapil Baishya(1/4/2009)
***************
Tomorrow,
hell may
await us
my friend...
But today
the mirror
stares at me
and I, at
the mirror...
and 'tis
not broken...
Tomorrow,
the fires may
consume me my
friend, and
you could
be but a
pillar of salt...
But today,I
have wings,
and you are
flesh and blood...
Tomorrow,we may
rot in coffins,
welcome food
for worms...
gnawing at us...
tomorrow,
might just be
round the corner...
But its
still not
today.
Anirban Kapil Baishya(1/4/2009)
Friday, March 27, 2009
THE WAIT(PERPETUAL LACK OF MOTION)
**********************************
Ten thousand days
I have waited here,
watching, with
stone cold eyes...
blind eyes,
breathing with
stone numb
heart,torn apart...
Now, I cannot
remember,
for long
dismembered,
I cannot remember
my face...
Ten thousand times,
have I written,
of forgetting and
remembering...
the importance
of remembering
to forget,
and of forgetting
to remember...
now I cannot
remember at all...
I cannot remember
at all...
Ten thousand days more...
Anirban Kapil Baishya(27/03/2009)
**********************************
Ten thousand days
I have waited here,
watching, with
stone cold eyes...
blind eyes,
breathing with
stone numb
heart,torn apart...
Now, I cannot
remember,
for long
dismembered,
I cannot remember
my face...
Ten thousand times,
have I written,
of forgetting and
remembering...
the importance
of remembering
to forget,
and of forgetting
to remember...
now I cannot
remember at all...
I cannot remember
at all...
Ten thousand days more...
Anirban Kapil Baishya(27/03/2009)
Sunday, January 4, 2009
PREMONITION PRESENT
*************************
Another cold
winter has pressed
her cruel lips
on ours...
there is no
more love my friend,
no time
to write of love...
The maddening
conclusions of the
twisted algebra of fate,
begin to show
on the canvas of truth...
our truths...
Love is no more...
only war...
Anirban Kapil Baishya(4/1/2009)
*************************
Another cold
winter has pressed
her cruel lips
on ours...
there is no
more love my friend,
no time
to write of love...
The maddening
conclusions of the
twisted algebra of fate,
begin to show
on the canvas of truth...
our truths...
Love is no more...
only war...
Anirban Kapil Baishya(4/1/2009)
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
OF COCKS AND ROACHES
**************************
Seven in the morning,
(I havn't slept,
all night)...
limbs falling apart,
eyes, a
maddening red...
I fail to fall
into slumber...
each blink
of heavy eyelids,
a tick in the clock...
a constant reminder,
of the paranoiac
conversations 'tween
my cock
and my roaches...
Anirban Kapil Baishya(11/12/2008)
**************************
Seven in the morning,
(I havn't slept,
all night)...
limbs falling apart,
eyes, a
maddening red...
I fail to fall
into slumber...
each blink
of heavy eyelids,
a tick in the clock...
a constant reminder,
of the paranoiac
conversations 'tween
my cock
and my roaches...
Anirban Kapil Baishya(11/12/2008)
Thursday, July 31, 2008
HUNGER
My hunger,
insatiable,
like the fire
in your soul...
eats me up...
much like
the heat
beween your legs...
Anirban Kapil Baishya(27/7/2008)
insatiable,
like the fire
in your soul...
eats me up...
much like
the heat
beween your legs...
Anirban Kapil Baishya(27/7/2008)
? OR NOT KNOWING WHAT YOU WANT
? is the
meaning?
? is 'I'?
? is ?
? is nothing,
nothing is?
Nothing is!
Anirban Kapil Baishya(25/5/2008)
meaning?
? is 'I'?
? is ?
? is nothing,
nothing is?
Nothing is!
Anirban Kapil Baishya(25/5/2008)
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