Love in the Time of Terror Your visage as the snow of Kashmir Beckons my heart in exile.
Born Sick I didn’t see how the fighter fish killed other fishes and ate them up in the aquarium.
Thoughts of Sky My constant companion, you azure sky Teaching me the mantra of life A parikrama of the journey on earth Through endless trials and tribulations
METAMORPHOSIS III Like a connoisseur revamping a Bard’s manuscript, Let me edit the scribbles of your he(art),
SHAHJADEE Ooh, dear, I’d forgotten the aroma carried by a Armenian “marchandea’, and the Tuzuk bai with their longed hoofed ponytail heres over!
To My Far Away Sister Every evening I wait for our meeting .
Heliopause At the end of a blue giant’s life, an alien and a spaceman migrate to an American –football- shaped galaxy. At the point of no return, they must continue their journey in order to survive.
The Dissonant Void With his robust sprawling bare-feet
Oupa I bet my dubious shades guide
Golden Eagle Awakened from my dying on the barren hill. I speak my mind, and I am pulled off course, rejected in my honesty, as though I had no right to drum my dream, as though silence and the undercurrent of resentment, confusion and blame was so much better, as if clarity was a betrayal… Continue reading Poem by Allison Grayhurst