We made love….

Took me in his arms as I quivered to his touch & he soothed me of my ache…

We made love… in the holy water of the ganges

We made love… in the ashes of the dead

We made love… in the serenity of ladhak

We made love… on the sacred stone of Mecca

We made love…in the melody of Dwarka

We made love….in the purity of Kabah

We made love…on the lap of Shiva

We made love...amidst the demis & demons

We made love...to each other, to the undying spirit

We made love like never before……

My Warrior....I still love you

Took a walk again through the galaxy of mind…

The Milkyway…the planets were all in place

As I came to my morning Star…my fallen angel….My Lucifer

Stilll craving in the dungeons of my soul...

Trying to touch the luminousity….being a bearer of light

The mocking irony…was yet again ridiculing the fate...

As He was frozen, naked & immobile

In the darkness of the willows….

As I shroud myself….

I hear the widow howl again…

Beating her chest…as the mayhem increases

As the clinking of the copper in the nearby platter doubles

The desire multiplies….& death is awaited

We all gather to die once again….

Me….as a fugitive…

The ailing body…for relief

She for life...

We all await...

Rudaali ( Professional Mourner)...

Pandemonium sets at rest…..

As He dances ruthlessly on the dead…

And the serpents cease the venom...

As they yield to the crescent...

And She flows through the tresses...

As white as His abode...

And the toxin finds no escape...

As it clings to His throat...

And the smoke escapes through the chillum of life....

He whose countenance beyond perception...
Whose music beyond Symphony...

Has blessed me with thee…

Shiva...

Chaos breeds order…

And pain breeds…what…fucking what does it breed?…

Oh yes…tranquility…Oh yes..fucking breeds a lot of things too…

It breeds You & Me…all a product of the Ultimate Karma……

Faceless & spineless puny human beings

Do not take thy name in vain ( the third commandment in bible..if forgotten)….

So do not use…Oh God…I love it…Oh….i love you…

When you wanna say harder & harder…

So call a spade a spade & a fuck a fuck…& not love

Hey...do I need a redemption after writing this....

Posted by angry very angry Almitra

The hippie in me once again strikes the chord…

As the sonnet of a hermit rings in my ears…& yet again recalls the wanderlust….

The melancholy grips….& the shriek sets free….

As the Himalaya outstretches itself…& the serene lake of ladhak once again calls for me…

And I arch towards him as He pierces my deeper soul by making love to me in the holy water of ganges…

Liberation I crave for thee

I Stand here at the edge of sanity....

how beautiful the other side appears

Mermaid Murder...


No....I dont want to write about Mermaid Murder....



My warrior.....I still love you...