Musings, Reflections & Poetry

Palestine

What virtues do we hold dear

In a world ruled by fear?

Kindness, compassion, a conscience clear

Actions in gear so we near peace and cheer

But this peace is on a lease

Subject to the whims of those who police

Those with a platform and a mouth-piece

Steering narratives through a press release

Such is their masterpiece

Making their monstrosities approbative

All with a sneer and a jeer

Erasing innocents and natives, without a tear

Strategies and fallacies spread across the sphere

Atrocities touted as victories sincere

To please the puppeteer, the racketeer

Victims being told to bear and adhere

Yet they persevere with no fear

Their courage has no peer and that, we revere

Everywhere, those who speak get a spear

Remember, it's still better than a phosphorus sear

Let's keep watching this historical souvenir

3000 stolen futures under "liberation's" snare

Their blood staining our souls' veneer

75 years of this genocidal premiere

Nix

For years, I have tried to understand

The pillars on which this fucked society stands

Humans, control, wars and bloodied hands

The killing of the lands & deeds inhuman

Oh the women looking for their freedom’s lumen

Battered, raped and killed by the insecure boogeymen

Let’s not forget the most colourful of our specimen

Who try as hard to just be, but cannot even

We’ve forced an image of what makes a man,

And readily sacrificed the futures of our children

There is no compassion in the basic curriculum

We’ve battered our selves & them glum, dumb and numb

All for the chase of control, status and income

All to maintain a broken & skewed system

We’ve perverted the use of our collective wisdom

Succumbed to every flavor & crumb of violence

To stifle our own grandstand end, into silence

But there is no defiance, no other outcome…

In legacy’s lens, than a big fat zero-sum

And Death’s eternal, irrefutable hum

Moil

We did not choose to live a life on hard mode

Vanguard from our backyard, to being stowed

Tattered, patches and holes

Do hide the thinning soles

Of the poor man’s walk through these halls,

Our contributions to the tyrants’ decked walls

We moved on from these stalls

And kept plowing towards our goals

But with an ever-growing horizon

Our dreams are always in the beyond

Yet, our ever-grinding tale of 50s blues

Is no crinkle in the cycle of breaking news

Nonetheless, we believe in what we do

Enough to keep on till the breakthrough

S.o.S. 2021

What an age we are living in, where every little good that happens is a highlight instead of being the norm. It says a lot of the amount of troubles we all have to face every single day.

Some have more troubles to face than others, and that is a problem of the way society has been built over the last few decades - which most of us are aware of. We are all working towards making it better in our own way, prioritising and tackling the topics that matter to each one of us individually.

There are a lot of things to fix in this current world we are living in. Some might say too many even. But we are all defending something close to our heart, even those who appear to be opposing whatever we are trying to fight for.

Whether you are at the lowest end of the pyramid or at the top, we are all responsible for the current state of things.

What matters is your thought process behind each decision you make, who you are working for and what are you working towards, and how conscious you are of the impact - both negative and positive - of any decision you make when you do have the opportunity to do so. Studies say the regular adult makes 35 000 choices a day.

So, of course you will make mistakes, this is a trait of being human, and we have multiple frameworks to ensure you do not keep going on committing mistakes, but most mistakes you can repent for, be it through the framework (law being one of them) or outside of it.

Outside of the framework though, it comes down to your sense of responsibility, your moral compass, your courage to look back, your willingness to accept criticism and input from other parties - to evaluate how you should move ahead to ensure you do not commit such a mistake again. Even from the darkest corners of your life, you can bounce back and be an inspiration to others e.g. literary works from prisoners.

That's being agile in your life, that's accepting that you are a continuous work in progress, iterating not towards perfection, but rather making the world a better place for whoever inherits it after you, so they still understand the work that still has to be done and how they can help, rather than them just sitting back and enjoying the privilege they have, or worse, repeating your mistake in a worse way.

This sense of responsibility is your biggest legacy that you can leave your progeny, protégés and the generations to come.
With a pandemic about, a host of inequality issues, and a system based on punishment and cancellation rather than education, restoration and correction, it is easy to be overwhelmed by everything and wear blinkers.

It is normal to let your genetic survival instincts prevail so you can focus on your own issues and stay in your echo chamber, but maybe reach out to someone with different views than yours, hear their arguments, understand them with an open heart. Not an open mind. See the human first. Imagine a bit, what if it were your loved one instead of that stranger.
Hack your own cognitive biases, let your heart bloom in the face of the human in front of you.

Because right now, and for a better future, that's what the world needs the most.

Heart.

Deracinate

Governance is like gardening

But when the powers that be take off their gloves

The ones that need protecting, keep suffering

Suited ravens and crows devouring the bleeding doves

The fragile growing stems and shoots

Which make up our Nation, our People

Rage into thorns instead of fruits

To the poisoners on the steeple

Who were put on there to defend their freedom

Now themselves the Nation's demons

Silencing the masses's voices without any reason

Illegally covering their own treason

It comes down to the citizens themselves

To descend from their shelves

To repel and oust the incompetent cartel

To use their intel and yell for Liberty's bell

For this is the way we honour our brave ancestors,

Our sons, daughters and their futures

By standing up and saying no to going astray

Maybe, just maybe one blessed day,

We truly may

Celebrate our Independence Day

侘寂

Trying to lay your head on the bed

To be assaulted by nightmares instead

Fervors all suppressed and outta zest

Terrors being bred and force-fed

Y'all need a rest from this stress

Coz none of you deserve this

Being bombarded east & west

By the agenda in Man's evil manifest

Look inside your own chest

Confess to the raging storm abreast

For that is the 1st step on Healing Express

To filtering out the distress, detest and pest

Drain that abscess before its progress

Leaves you with its crest of unrest

For you, child, deserve the Universe's very best

And never forget: you are much loved and blessed

Bye Pravind!

Zordi kan mo guet Pravind

Mo ggne vomi, mo gagne ghinn

Li coz nou menti, li nek envi ene win

Li prend nu lamer ek pays pu so bin

Li tire lepep depi zot cabine

Met zot lor lari, devant carabine

Kan li li dans limousine

Li met ti copain ti copine

Dans lepep so la cuizine

Pu ki tou deal rent dans zot jinn

In ler pu nu dir non a to cocaine,

Tir toi dpi tou laffiss tou magazines

In ler pu sanz lekip ki roule nu lizine

Refer sa pays la avec nu vrai lorizine

Aila, sorte depi nu piscine,

Nu dir: Non a toi Pravind!

Blitz

So begins a new journey

And a killing spree

New horizons across the sea

To find more of me

Rip away every influence

Kill the nonsense

From nature, chosen cages and nurture

Bare a heart to calm the stir

Chart a course for the cleanse

Let the pen and the gen contend

Under the Eye of Horus

Leading us to the Source

Where we're moulding anew

Forgetting the blue

Crafting a breakthrough

To leave behind everything untrue

C18H21NO3

What a joke it is
That months and years
Can be so rapidly sheared
By too many damned words

How funny it is
That despite so many talks
My heart was never your landmark
And you left me, out cold to freeze

How comic it is
That you don't even realise
Not facing & rectifying your mistakes
Made reasons and whys, but fake

How dumb it is
That I thought you would never
Play me ever
But you did bring me to my knees

How unfair it is
That I will never hear her
Her stories & her sleepy purr
Stockholmed me at ease

How easy it is
Cutting me out
Sick and exiled out
With the keychain & memoirs

How lucky it is
That we never took any vows
For you would have broken them already
In health ready, but in sickness gone baby!

So that's how it is,
Therapy and burning energy
Sedates me to sleep
So I cannot weep

Yet...
Despite the shove
Only love
No regret

Odium

A life brought in this ratrace

Fruit of a vase rife with thrace,

Destitute thought and grace

A soul lovingly embraced

But a hole full of distaste

What is it that cannot be effaced?

A blazing riot in this carcase

Never ready, never braced

An ever empty vase

A growing clot pounding a deep bass

This world a fucking disgrace

Only a shitty marketplace

A matter of birthplace, color and race

Someone give it some streptokinase

Or a gun to save some face

A body bludgeoned by a mace

Again and again, a faster pace

This interface of too many a poker face

A must for the lust to get to third base

Social, cyber, all a waste of space

Let the heart under, so it finds solace

54-48-58

A decade ends thus
The time's upon us

Many hands intertwined
Moulded this mind
No need to remind
A spirit jolted and primed

Defects dissected and assigned
Features perfected and refined
Nothing at all left behind
Everything in a heart confined

Yes it is time,
To change the paradigm
Let me end these rhymes
With thanks to the masterminds

For being there at all times
For showing love of all kinds

To:

Richard, Joe, Steve, Julien, Daniel, Kristin, Julia, Christian

Fission

Ribbed gap of mine

Heart hah, pure stein

A smile that shines

Maybe even blinds

And then none can see

What's beneath the glee

Unanswered goes the why

Not even I

Can decrypt this

Absence of bliss

So break clean

And restart after a sheen

Expecting a change

Fool's errand of the strange

None can understand

Nor can they stand

The burden I bear

Escapes the deepest stare

The tear and wear

Of the patchwork unfair

Lying in a bind

Ribbed gap of mine

Eidolon

The night brings words

Those caress and haunt

Devoid of rest, full of taunt

The Sandman deterred

Them words light a bulb

Their letters lego-ing up

Swallow 'em up in a gulp

Literary hookup of a schmuck

The bright of the dawn

Arranges up the letters

Fawning on the spawn

In stanzas and verses

One last proofread

Before we exceed

All flair put bare

Through this nightly affair

Anima

It is easy to just hate

When you lie and stagnate

Fear that cannot abate

Ignorance that intoxicates

Not seeing the degenerate

In the mirror's duplicate

Fixating on how to alienate

To just agitate and aggravate

Rather why not amputate,

Devaluate a belief so ingrate?

For a mind that can mediate

To expand and gravitate

Will faster mutate and proliferate

Raise your pulse and growth rate

So why go for hate

When love can stimulate?

Get rid of that weight

Of ignorance and fear that castrate

Get a backbone, you invertebrate

Make the world your soulmate

Inferno

Ashes in an urn

Turn and burn

Post-combust

Return to the dust

Spark an ember

Feed the tinder

Light the fire

Bright the pyre

Bones to powder

Cometh the hour

Party down under

In the Devil's bunker

3.0

Barrier breached

And milestone reached

Slow and easy we go

Enjoying Life's gentle to and fro

Why strife for the scythe

When there's no way out?

Might as well faff about

And be blessedly blithe

Maybe just an exiled's excuses

Or a finger to the Universes

Stung or sung, the double tongue

Now too old to die young

Thirty could be alchemic

Or maybe just Torschlusspanik

Mirare

And what will you do,

When the going gets tough;

When life's seas get rough;

When the threat of Death

Or worse befalls you?

Who will you blame?

Without any shame

Anything, anyone, but you.

Fate & circumstances,

Family and acquaintances,

God, Satan, and their minions

Excuses in the millions

Just not to stare in that mirror

Oh the lies, the horror!

To even remotely consider

That you're in error

To realise... you're a sinner.

A Jedi Prayer

Heed the teachings of Old

In order to be ready

When destiny unfolds

Watch carefully

The happenings of this century

Following its course

Driven by an unknown Force

A galaxy controlled by Darths

Enemy of the home and hearth

So control your midichlorians

And stray not from the Jedi path

For therein lies the Darth dens

Only then can you fairly cater

And justly police
The galaxy's Justice and Peace

May you never waver

Armed only with your heart
And a lightsaber

万歳

First came gender

Then came colour

And after came religion

One after the other

Another cut, another incision

Now with every choice,

You affirm your individuality

Fight for a voice

Yet, eroding solidarity

Why do you focus so much

On the superfluous?

You silently judge

While keeping a grudge

And forget the most important

The common factors lying dormant

Playing in the warmongers' hands

No one taking a stand

I beg of you please

Put your own soul at ease

Fight not coz of things that divide us

But rather those that unite us

Don't be a minus

When you can be a plus

Incandescent

Lift up your head

Walk on in the storm

Succumb not to the dread

Be, don't conform

For that would kill you

Your identity, individuality

Don't transform, push through

Shred the pressure of community

That sadistic cage so red

So many pretty souls bled

Shine on, spread those wings

Show off your unique zing

Coz if you're subdued or prude

You're gonna get screwed