There’s a Lady known to the Cosmic Whale, Who rows a boat of leaves in Space, Her oars are made from her iron will, Her eyes reflect sadness and grace, As she casts her nylon net, To fish for broken dreams in stars That glimmer like looted treasures from afar, With each she sews […]Read More A Drag in Space
PS – written for all the Space-cadets out there – Love Ya’ll! Your mind is the galaxy’s edge, Forever expanding through – Time and Space. Hardening like diamonds everything It comes across – Forming crystallised, multifaceted Webs of information Very much like Nebulae Yet free-flowing through dimensions unvisited – Black-holes and beyond, Light-years away, From this […]Read More The Quintessential Space-cadet
Aeons ago when Sol wept tears, That sparked fireworks in the Milky-way, Flares of Orange seeped, Not farther away from his reach, Pure Cantaloupe – the soothing orange of affection, Prancing Tiger – the blinding orange of courage and enlightenment, and Ribbons of Rust – the orange of blithe and eternal lust, Set Venus afloat like […]Read More Only Daughter of Sol
Aeons before ‘aeons’ was termed, A boring ball of Grey-Matter Whose origin is alien, hung In Blackness stiller than the night, Before Sol came into being, Who is often confused for his daughter Moon of the Hunt, Mercury. If you look closely you’ll see – That is if your eye can capture The sight of aqueous […]Read More Quicksilver
Aeons ago Sol wept embers into space, Down his flaring beard, Such tears that spewed like fireworks , Of vibrant variants of voracious reds. There was the intoxicating Merlot – the strong red of wine, The holy Garnet – the sturdy red of the Earth, Sangria the profane – the red of warfare and bloodshed, […]Read More Dawn of a Red Orb
Spacey to his surprise was like the vast ocean, Home to astral bodies and flying objects in motion, A million colours unknown to the Cosmic whale, For he saw only in Black and White, Waxed this void like a canvas painted by Miro, With little dots that swam about and formed images – As if […]Read More Krill?
Hi, Arvind again. This is a series of infinite poems about space,the ethereal and things even Stephen Hawking wishes he could box up in his theory of everything. PS – a fan of his work even though I suck at physics. Will publish as a book with illustrations by next March – 2018 Spacey Breaking […]Read More What the cosmic whale saw in space