My Muse At Mahim Told Me It Was Time To Move On

let bygones be bygone
held captive against her
will on a wall she wondered
where i had gone she was
saddened by the absence
of this beggar poet who
was busy shooting garbage
porn leaving his muse lonely
forlorn her dreams gave birth
to hope a new moment born
she was stalked by another man
who wanted her or he would
throw acid on her face he
warned .. so she was now
at the cross roads of love
double crossed by her fate
her soul tattered and torn.

the next image shows the stalker
bare chested horny ..no brains
just brawn ..so she looked
at me shy silent withdrawn ..

I Fell in Love With This Woman Painted On A Wall

every time i pass her by

she stealthily sees me

with a face hidden beneath

a muslin veil she calls

whispers sweet nothings

this man created lovely

angel of a doll...at times

the poetry of my life

with her languorous

silence she assaults

in my shortcomings

she finds inconsequential

faults ..she wants me to

rise above myself..

but time and again

rebelliously i revolt

a poem a soliloquy

of my vagrant dreams

i must halt ,,