Let me be the one who was just a missed breath of yours.

Let me be the one who was a lost thought of yours.

Let me be the one who was a radical bend in you.

Let me be the one who was a cosmic blend in you.

Let me be the burial ground for all your fears.

Let me be the shield who can face the spears.

Let me be your stinking corpse, let me be your rejuvenated birth.

Let me be your eternal union, let me be your liplock.

Hey…I love you.

I am getting eroded layer by layer…all that remains is a thin film which breathes, lives & dances too.

I thought you were a breeze just to understand that you swept me off .

I open my eyes in your arms as you lower your face on mine with those ever shining eyes brimming with me

And you say... Walk with me my mermaid.

I gaze down to my unfortunate destiny searching my soles & you say...

Hey...let me swim with you.

Why do you love me so much?

The unremitting battle of plight has sucked away my mortality

I want to die…

Yes…I want to take a walk through the dungeons of hell that prevails in you my love…

And stare in the eyes of your ghosts & ghouls….

As I am sure the fairies & nymphs breathe just behind one of them.

I love your darkness, leave the light for the rest of the world, they need it more.

Come to me, & rest your head on my bosom as it narrates tales of warriors, martyrs & sovereigns.

Come to me my injured knight for I will dress your wounds which bleed in anguish.

Let me embrace you & the heavens will sing for you & if not,

its me who will sing the song of the robin who loves & pierces his heart with a thorn.
And let me kiss you my love & promise you the Eternal vow.

A letter to you.

The glory of blaspheme carries itself with Grace…

As the shackles break free & the defiance speaks itself...

And the Celebration begins...

The harp once again tunes itself...

As the clinking of the glass & ringing of the bells creates resonance...

The shroudless Love takes a dip of rejuvenation...

And the Milkyway drapes itself on me as the wedding garb weaves…

We marry each other’s lives & breathe...


The heaven parts and pours.


The first rain...
Drenched Almitra

Dead end…darkness that’s all I see

A weird opaqueness…..

The mass going heavier in pounds…

I want to breathe…..want to scream in your ears…….

The toxins…flowing in a speed which would break all the theories of relativity…

There is only one constant & that’s me….& I am dying……

I need you…..Is it that you dont want to hear..

Or me going fainter day by day…..

Lets go fishing in the mind pool…

Lets swim next to each other…..lets love…


Posted by Confucious Almitra

I travelled to you....

This time instead of a rose you had scythe in hand...


Posted by bleeding Almitra

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...

We The Living….


Stand up & mourn to the anthem of life…


As the flag of sham…hoists in the air of defiance….


And HE is born…the bearer…the savior ….my Warrior

Now that I have have no further that I look beyond & not behind….

The mind chaos atlast learnt what symphony is all about….& the heart sang a choir again.....


And together we sang through the massacres of life….where I recollect someone saying that a death of a man is a tragedy & mass death a statistics....


We sat together one more time on the heap of the inanimate…singing about the faceless mob……


Where deceit & love shared the same bed & appeared to be twin souls…..


Where the grass of life shone with dew & the grass of death swayed in smoke…. & shared the same promise as they both shared a joint....


Liberation & Chains made love…..


And together we drank from each other

Drunken Sage....

The intake of spirit made him sublime again….

Making love right there to his undying spirit as he drowned himself in the flooding lights of the amphitheatre

The fugitive dwarfs haunted no more….The callous past …. a passionate lover

That’s where I belong in the world of expansion & unison…without the spirit just a carcass…& that’s what I hate

A rocking chair…a cup of coffee… liberation of the present from the ancient ruins…buss that’s it

The spirit made me seamless again…

The opaque smog on Mohammedali road was almost choking the biped species on earth…
The loudspeaker just finished the Azaan…. & Zumzum Daseer rolled his pathani sleeves up as his strong arms needed to be active….his clean,strong yet creative hands had always created order. The talisman resting on his chest was glowing & enhancing his stature which looked imperfect without his Jinaah cap.
Greetings all across as he took his stride…but somehow the legs experienced fatigue now…was it the heat or his wrinkles….anyways the Sena guys had to be spoken to before it was too late.
The unfamiliar faces grew in number & the Sena office seemed never so far….the school fees had to be paid…he had promised ….& the dilapidated wall to be mend…the alms were arranged…the sound of Azaan grew louder…but it had just finished….an ethereal aroma filled him….it was Ka’ba his roots….a drop which was sent had to return back…he never felt so much of peace as the holy water stretched her arms for union…he looked like a child in his mother’s arms….he was drenched now…in love…in Zumzum.

This post is a tribute to a divine soul who lived for others & created a Ka’ba wherever he went….We miss you on earth…..

Mermaid Fry....

You can cut her in pieces....the uneven the better...

There can be deep cuts....harsh ones & gentle ones

You can marinate them in the salinity of her eyes...will be tastier

The heart can be minced or diced....

Preferred deep fry....

Served best with INDIFFERENCE.