P1174 I ate a man

I think I ate a man

Well you can't blame me

I'm not clever when I'm famished 

Maybe I didn't see

They say he was screaming 

My hearing hasn't been well 

I'm blind because of diabetes 

I didn't see him yell

Oh well he was a poor guy 

I'm worried about his poop

Imagine the level of impurities 

I'll be careful with my soup

Being a rich man, 

I'll surely donate ..

I left the jar of change at home

So it'll have to wait 

Plus what's the big deal

There are billions out there

Accidents are just part of life 

You can't live in fear

I'm just worried about reactions

You know the status gap

I'll try to flush him out

By eating something crap

A full night of diarrhea should do

I don't like the vomiting 

Once clean I'll come back

Hope you have more like him

P1173 Neighbor

I hate a bickering neighbor 

Especially if she's shrill 

Mine has a head full of lice

Lives in a stupid heel

There isn't any logic

She talks utter rot

Always pointing her finger

Accusing me a lot

And she's loud 

Shakes me in my shoe

I have to move somewhere 

But I have covid flu 

My eyes are weak

I see her large mouth yap

I've to light the cigarette again 

Left the lighter near the tap

She's going on and on

Running like a train

From the problem with her nose

To a frequent stabbing pain

Oh god, rescue me now

Don't want to die like this

She doesn't give me a chance

I'll die holding my piss

P1172 Little Mirror

Am I pretty, little mirror?

Don't show me the bones

The skin is a good makeup 

..

I like the hues and tones

Nobody knows I'm a ghost 

I pass for a pretty girl,

Only the reflection calls me out

Even the texture on a pearl 

The king must die tonight 

He's not the real king

It is I who must rule the land 

I must be everything 

Ghosts will have a country now

They'll have their fridge 

We'll not eat rotten meat

Or bats from under the bridge 

Monuments for scarecrows 

Carved out of shiny stones 

Even a library with coffee 

Emblem skull and cross bones

I have a dream 

Ghosts of color will be free

All the soot will be painted white

White skulls dangle on a tree

We'll teach special effects 

Ghosts need to know their tricks 

A ghost without the right superstition 

Can get pelted with bricks

Regular jobs will be a thing 

Hauntings won't be rare

With mushrooms of training schools 

I'll guarantee a scare

We'll have clubs with chairs

Even a damn golf course 

Will repair fractures now

Own our first air force

I'll have to hurry up

I can't be seen in the day

What a fright that would be

I don't think I need to say

P1171 Food Chain

Another planet? Another fish?

Or maybe a devious sparrow?

Whatever it is, they keep humans as pet

They relish our spinal marrow

Not the supreme predator here

But a popular farm raised strain 

We are part of their regular meals

Just a different chain 

We're eaten raw sometimes 

It's not a rare delicacy 

It's another nightmare you say!

Humans are always free?

Reverse anthropomorphism is sadistic?

That's just a earth centric view

Plan on telling a narcissistic side

When you're the meat in the stew!

Our superiority is a myth

This is an illusion you see,

We really aren't all that special 

This can actually be...

Where we are, is just a chance 

Predation could go some other way 

Evolution could configure differently 

We'd be just a damn good prey

P1170 Freak

I've toothpicks for teeth

I've penis for a nose

I orgasm when I sneeze 

Innumerable woes

My eyes are marble balls

My balls are on my face

I won't be a father somehow 

I don't think it's safe

People are taken aback 

They think I'm a freak

I'm just an ordinary Joe

My future very bleak 

I don't have any friends 

No one likes me

One good look they take

And they start to flee

Everyone is equal

The manifestos say

Sheer humbug talking 

Merit doesn't pay

At least in many countries 

You better deceive

Your makeup matters more

Than what you conceive 

The idiots rule the world 

Through brute force and looks

Not the machiavellian thinking 

The usual commonplace crooks

I can be dangerous too

Sometimes I feel the animal urge

I have to sneeze or take a shit

Otherwise it would surge 

The ramifications aren't good 

If the good turn violent 

I'm a smoldering caldera

Surely you'll repent 

I know I'm ugly

I'm depressed to the core

I feel the anger well up a lot

I'm really sore

I like reading about love

I love the world as is

I wouldn't care to change a thing 

Love everything in it

P1169 Ryua the baby

I'm a baby, very round 

My cheeks perfect spheres 

My laughter is a million smiles 

I'm only a fraction years 

My grands, mom and dad, dote on me

Dedicated family they are

I live in South Korea

But my legend goes very far

I have fans everywhere now

I've charmed everyone 

Ryua is my name you should know 

I'm the famous one

P1168 Creature

My mind wanders through shapes

It conjures creatures square or round 

I walk through the expanse of infinity 

I toddle spellbound 

What I see 

Words are powerless 

What I cannot see

Is an easier confess

Through the glasses I imagine with

I try to capture the delight 

The delicate balance of light and dark

Segue from ecstasy to fright 

If an orange was just its color 

A butterfly could aspire

Rainbows on bubbles 

Could set the sky on fire

Art should evoke emotions 

Push you to the brink

Everything else you can get

Won't make you think

I find that people like consensus 

They'd rather not think

They'll clap away if a nod

Is endorsed by a pimp 

And money can't be all its weight 

Surely a square peg here

You can't fit that in this hole

No matter what your gear

P1167 Two Dacoits

Papa singh and beta singh

Are two dacoits bold

One puts a hole in you

The other just does as told

They are humble though 

They don't brag about their kill

Thinking I was easy for them

Demanded a two dollar bill

They knew I had gone to America 

Thought I had a few cents and two

Wanted to get rich quick

But hadn't a clear clue 

They couldn't have known my friends 

Merciless mercenaries and foes

I had become a sad spook

I wasn't yet dead, but close

The dacoits couldn't have known 

I didn't have a penny on me

Mad as the fiercest banshee

A heap of fuming neural debris 

Papa dacoit pierced my heart 

The son was quite quick too

He fiercely tried to cut my head

But I cut his face right through 

I poisoned their heads with pain

It's my poem after all

They weren't getting away with it

They died and that wasn't all

I saw Papa's head swelled large 

I threw them in the drain

I breathed fire and burnt them crisp 

I took a lot of strain 

I deleted their names from history books

I went back in time

If you wrong me, remember 

You will pay for your crime 

All the gods will conspire against you

Your horoscopes misfire 

All you signs and portends will go vain

Your future deadly dire

I can't begin to narrate the hell

The horrors that await 

Several lives you'll spend in my ass

My farts your only fate

P1166 Shakespeare's Ass

There are many worms in our ass

Some of them quite slick 

I didn't know how varied they were

Until national geographic 

So I did some practical at home

Pulled out a few

Mine were long, yellow and brown

The gods orange blue

Some were an annoyed bunch

They had to pause a religious feast

I had shit before I pulled these out

I may have killed their priest 

But the worms could talk

They said many things

The froth in the diarrhea was a favorite 

They praised the growth it brings 

We felt connected 

The common stories between 

There is a lot of shit in this

But we can keep it clean

They had grand feasts and celebrations 

Around my poop everyday 

Sometimes they were so carried with it

They came outside to play 

That's when they complained

I scratched and killed many gods 

They'd have to poke, if I didn't stop

With many pointy rods

All they wanted was peace 

And more shit as before

A less hairy and eventful asshole 

Would certainly mean less gore

Rainbows over diarrhea 

We thought were very cool 

Planting flowers lilac and rose

Into the passing stool

I sat there naked ass after the chat

There's so much Shakespeare missed 

If only he looked at his ass more often

We wouldn't have so many this pissed 

P1165 Misfit

I'm the ugliest old man

Shortest dick, droopy hairy balls

Emblematic of superior diffidence 

Weird collection of dolls

Phlegm colored asshole 

Large leaky and puckered dark

Cannot be romantically attached 

Hairy ass, skinny, rubbery bark

Man boobs with engorged nipples

"A chest?" - not even allegorically

Unkempt unruly armpits with vegetation 

A sweaty, sad disposition, pathologically

Have questionable eyesight, frequency deaf

Can't taste anything without alcohol 

Sit in a heap of misfortunes 

Life a balding crawl

There's no empty pulpit for me

No damsel in distress 

Nothing about me is ever important 

Nothing that'll impress

A portrait of flab, sack of failure 

Haven't got anything to exhibit 

Alone with morbid thoughts

A hilarious, gigantic, unbalanced misfit 

P1164 The 4 minds

I've got four distict minds in one:

One is the frivolity,

The official ass

Two is the "he" who catches 

The falling solid, not liquid or gas

Two is the mute realist,

Mood in the dumps often

Only wishes one's stool, 

Someday, would soften 

Three is an optimist

Into high fives and victory signs

What he says are confident cacophonies 

Not workable coherent rhymes 

Four is the grand philosopher

Lost in his own aged cloud

Not present most of the time

Appears only when things get loud

There's really a missing "we"

It's a coalition of the unwilling 

We could chorus together 

We have spit to fling

P1163 Hot

It's going to get hot

The summer will sizzle the skin

If you don't have water

You'll head for the loony bin

Yes you'll literally go berserk 

As the planet warms this year

Penguins will shit on the melting pole

Polar bears drown in the clear

If all the ice melts this fast

Oceans will eat the coast

Forest fires will run amok

We'll be sitting roast 

We might upset the goldilocks 

The air we breathe is thin

Let's stop before we go over the ledge 

Let something meaningful begin

P1162 My Imagination of Lata Mangeshkar

And one from an old newspaper 

P1161 Uppercut

Uppercut to the mandible 

My teeth came loose 

Parietal smashed against the wall

I'll grace the obituary news

I lost so many teeth 

I won't eat again 

There's death in the taste of blood 

I can feel the searing pain

Plus my skull is smithereens 

Parts of the brain on the floor 

Usually I would've picked them up

But I'm too dead to explore

My life flashes by

I see the boy I was

I see the hooker in New Orleans 

I kissed, drunk in Mardi Gras

I see the futility in the shell

It's the genes making themselves 

We are just silly emergent crap

Full of ourselves 

I can see the light

Too bright to see

I think it's god himself 

But wait, just a chemical banshee 

At least I'm thinking the dying 

Not sold to bullshit

I know death is the last thing I do

And that's all there is to it

P1160 Hooker's Bath

A hooker's bath isn't a luxury 

Just a quick soapy splash 

Sometimes a hurried sponge rub

Before a blink, over in a flash 

Both holes, pits, and teeth 

In a jiffy, burning deodorant 

Slap on makeup, garish dust

Ready and looking brilliant 

What you can't doll up

Bruises in your mind 

They stick like velcro pins

The type, extremely unkind

Can't lose her dark circles

She tried all the under-eye creams

Forgot what's a day like

Forgot all her childhood dreams

After bath, she pastes her plastic smile 

Circle of men closing in

She'll need another bath in a few minutes 

Raspy words, tongue and pasty grin

P1159 I'm not sure

What is a depressing thought 

I'm not sure,  or from where 

But when an expectation is empty 

It's right there

I've often felt that it's a triangle 

Where you're held in a trap

Badly designed if-then-else

Something falling through a crack

I don't notice any fountain of hope

I guess I'm getting old 

I can't grow many more nerves 

I'm carefully told

But I see that plenty isn't doing well

Far too many are ill

We have lost our natural habitat 

Far too many on a pill

We may have invented a ghost 

I feel we've lost the thread

There may be need to clear the mist

A new cheery sun, bright and well-fed 

Or we wait for the transhuman

The blend of biological machine 

But then we'd probably redefine it again

A sadder human machine in-between 

A sulking molecule

An atom fed up

Or a cluster of electrons

With marital flare-up 

I don't know, it's complicated 

We'll have to see

For now at least, I reason 

It's better to just be

P1158 I like hills

I like climbing 

I like hills 

Going to the top

For thrills

There are mysteries 

We are just beginning to find 

The earth is a big strange creature 

We have to be kind 

But we are not

We are selfish beasts 

We'll do whatever 

To get to its treats 

But the treats are running out

It's mercy waning now

Once it wakes up, we'll have to flee

But how?

We don't have a second planet 

No plan B

We're killing ourselves 

Not the planet you see

The planet has seen other pests

We're just a minor itch 

It'll shake us off and keep going 

Without any massive hitch

We are at the point of no return 

The point no further south 

Climbing the wounded tongue 

Into its inescapable mouth 

We won't even leave fossils 

Just a plastic layer

The earth's last memory of us

Will be our cheap affair 

P1157 I haunt the lake

I haunt the lake

I drown the find

If you swim, you're dead

Keep it in your mind

I look pretty on the surface 

If you don't see the reflected fright 

The remembered fog of beauty 

Masks the screams of my fight 

There's no milk in the breasts 

Nothing to drink

There's poison in my embrace 

The lake is a dream sink

You'll hear my siren song 

A la la, la la la, echoes of struggling 

You'll swim fiercely towards me

Then we'll both be drowning 

Dark night, mute, the only witness of your fate

We'll sink, kissing entwined in the placid lake

After a bit of struggle you can't be stirred 

Like the rest, you'll rot as bones interred 

P1156 Sharpest Knife

I'm the sharpest knife 

I hurt where it hurts the most 

I hate swift killings 

I like the very slow roast

If you carry me around 

Men will get jay

The only men who can't be lured 

Are significantly gay

I break hearts

That I easily do

I like easy money and foolish youths 

Penniless creeps I avoid like the flu

The moon is bright, sparkling eyes

Come my dear, let's go on a date

Bring your wallet, and some pills

Tell your whoever, you'll be late

You may not come back

Coming redefined 

A casket or your coffin 

Or loose bones, labeled and signed 

P1155 Pit

The world is full of two heads 

Smiling facing innocent 

Unbeknownst to you

Is a snake like gent

You'll be fooled by the surface 

What's underneath will kill

Sometimes when your back is turned 

Hiding the reality is their skill

I've been stabbed

I've been bit

Now I know the world of smiles 

Is a hissing venomous pit

It's a selfish world 

Most people are bitter reptiles 

You're too close to what will bite 

Stay away a few miles 

It's better to be alone 

Because you're still alive 

No point scrambling for safety 

If you surrender to the hive

Then you be

Just like them

A murderous venomous viper 

A coveted corporate gem

Then you'll love the pit

It'll be your home

Sit on the throne, invent mischief 

One more snake, but not alone 

P1154 Little Fairy

I'm a little fairy 

My makeup came off

My cheekbones are pronounced 

I look a little scary, "cough, cough"

I had a stroke of late 

It paralyzed my tongue 

So it hangs where you see it

My songs remain unsung 

Nails and hair unkempt 

I've been putting off a bath

I've been holding my shit too

But I piss with a wrath 

I piss so hard that I drown all dreams 

I make them dark tales

After that I forget to flush

A make many mistakes 

I had a heart of gold

But after I lost my wings

I repurposed the gold for loans

I live the life of kings

P1153 Rape Fish

I'm a rape fish 

I'll rape you now

I don't need a manual 

I can show you how 

All you do is insert your point 

Where there's an absence of it

The victim must protest 

For it to be a well defined treat

I also act as a ghost 

But that's part time 

Mostly I'm angler monkfish 

Out to commit some crime

P1152 Common Man

I'm always anxious and fearful 

I'm the common man

The world I find very complicated 

I talk in sounds, expressions deadpan 

I neither know what is right 

Nor what is wrong 

I find science very confusing 

Only my religion is strong 

But the gods only favor the rich

Or those that pour milk

I know I won't go to heaven 

My underwear is synthetic, not silk

Mathematics is beyond me

Physics is just as fun

Engineering and commerce are same

Illiterate and innumerate, I'm two in one

My hopes were high for a painless stroke

But my doctor said no

My heart has sugar and fat blocking it

But I wouldn't yet go

My doctor has given a laundry list

Of things to merrily do

I stand in a glum line at the medicine shop

I have not a single clue 

It's a slow death for me I guess 

I'll only get worse

Terrified I sweat like a faucet

I realize it's god's curse

I ask for God, 

"Oh god where are you

I can't afford you now

The medicine will require the money 

I saved for the holy cow"

P1151 I dance

I dance I dance 

I'm a pretty pretty man

I wear a frock and dance 

When no one's looking or can

I like lollipops too

I'm addicted to sucking 

I oil my mustache everyday 

I like ass fucking 

I'm a girl inside 

Everyone is born a woman 

It's only after the second month 

Is there a chance for a man

I think I confused that chance 

Nonstop happy boner to hide

I make meals and clean

I like a soda full glass, vodka inside 

P1150

P1149

P1148 Delicious human head fried

Do you like the blacks 

or 

Do you like the whites

I can never tell, 

I like their little fights 

I like to remove the skin 

My daughter likes them pink 

She calls them pink fries

Chugs them with her drink

I remove the eyes

Save them for garnish 

They are crispy and crunchy 

The hair nightmarish 

A little hard in the middle 

Their babies are yummy too

But you've to catch them real young 

Otherwise they're hard to stew

And if you get them in the womb

Before they are born

The taste is quite heavenly 

Yum Yum and tasty Yum

P1147

P1146 This is India

 

This is India 

This is you, this is me

We the common people 

We are dying, it's exactly what you see

And if this doesn't your blood boil 

Your blood is cold 

If you look around and see nothing 

Your blindness is old

When the jostling

jobless, 

homeless, 

hungry 

mean nothing 

When you don't see what's right there

When you get used to shameless nakedness 

It's death's cold heartless stare

The death of our conscience 

We can be forgiven as fools 

We are victims of our own characters 

We die of our own tools 

We are the victims of our dreams 

Now nightmares 

The poison in the society 

Are its vanishing fears 

We are now ruled by a few

Our life in their hand

What you thought was your part

What you loved as your own land

There are no reigns or brakes 

There is no fair hearing 

All opposites are ridiculed 

By the lack of the very thing 

The emperor has no clothes 

He and his fond few

India is being murdered 

And it is a part of you

P1145 What you feel

He was a lovely boy,

She was pretty too

The world was entirely rainbows

With colors pink and blue 

There is one problem 

That they are entirely made up

They are both parts of a mind

Whose misfortunes don't ever let up 

They are mere debris of drying ink

No matter how real they look 

They represent the unrequited love

Of this fragile wandering spook

He never held her like that

She never clenched him close 

Their story is a fantastic fantasy 

Merely merry, made from artificial rose

There's no more love in the ink

Than in what you feel 

The real harm is done when after "love"

It's an empty spinning reel 

P1144 China vs India

What's up China 

You take north east from India 

We stop using Chinese goods

No ching ming soups 

We have IT scams

We have corruption 

We have millions of gods

We all bigger eyes

We fight smart no

By not fight 

We do nothing 

We sit tight 

We will not do anything 

Even if you take delhi

In fact we'll make you build our cities 

You'll do it for free 

We'll even stitch our eyes

Use yellow creams

Will claim we are Chinese 

Will haunt you with masala dreams

P1143 Bone Bigfoot

Oh my love is like a pubic hair

Slender and strong at the root

Must you love another hair

Must you bone Bigfoot 

Can't you see I'm as white

Can't you see my smoother lines 

What light do you see in the yeti's hole

What are its secret signs 

Oh and as you read my angst 

As you come near to the zone

The reptiles of eden are eating apples 

Reading rubáiyát on god's phone

Isn't there not enough variables in love

Do you want a chaotic attractor 

You know I can be non-linear 

For you an open prime factor 

So then should I kiss up a storm

Or would you rather I doodle 

Can I whirl up a pudding cake

Or suck a limp noodle

Whatever it is my love

Whatever it is

I don't care how hard-core the snowman

I still have a lot of fizz

P1142 Indian Budget 2022

The budget gives me wings

I can virtually fly

I'm so thankful I could kiss

A rat's arse goodbye 

But wait a minute 

I seem to be going up in reverse 

Or maybe I'm too giddy with riches

Of  the yet imaginary commerce 

My pajamas are sort of loose 

Unaffected by the news

My ass may be showing a bit

The goose I'm happy to seduce 

I'm falling headlong face forward 

I'm so delirious with joy

I'm going to get rich in 25 years 

So now I'm a flying boy