Where Words Live

beware ye all who enter here,
words lie around here,
not to soothe thy heart.


here desires are stocked,
and hunger reigns,
quench your thirst at leisure,
when the liquor flows.


open thy mind,
let the exhilaration course
through thy veins,
feel the exquisite pain,
and see thy heart bleed.


immerse thee in the beauty
but beware of the thorns,
thou will be challenged,
may sometimes be titillated,
words may sometimes bite,
but they will not curse,
they will prick, and they may poke,
but they will never incite.


violence is abhorred here,
and love dispensed freely,
so take what you like,
who knows what tomorrow brings,
the glaciers recede,
and the river dies.

Peace and Prosperity for all

no epic was ever penned 

without being spiced by jealousy, 

 

no romance novels complete 

 

without juicy syrup of 

 

dripping emotions, betrayal and gossips, 

 

doomed are those that forgot to pay

 

their homage to Eros, 

 

no action thrillers without guns and

 

blood flowing like water, 

 

keep us awake at night.  

 

 

 

we thrive at our senses  being titillated, 

 

and then we go to the temples 

 

to pray for peace  and

 

prosperity for all.  

 

somehow the math does not make sense.  

 

if a book is a window to the world,

 

it’s the book or the world, 

 

which one has gone wrong? 

 

the eternal question  remains unanswered, 

 

chicken or the egg, 

 

which came first?  

 

 

 

and we,

 

the children of God, 

 

while secretly pamper our senses,

 

and stoke our libido, 

 

pay lip service to  peace

 

and prosperity  for all.