Ongoing Deprivation of Justice

And I am a furious enraged mountainous storm,
Tied in chains to the depths of ice-capped oceans,
A recent void of an unknown origin belittles me,
Many holes poked into my ancient frozen scales,
No being dared so, except, a miniature called human,
O celestial stars witness the deception of our era,
And woe to the Time where I have to resurface.

My Dutch Friend

Historical dialogue between Earth and humans
Caused for banners to be put on our heavens,
The arms of humanity held one another for a
Chance to relive the beauty of nature’s purity,
And you are no different, O gorgeous friend,
Whether our time can be put in numerical
Forms or our memories can be inscribed on
The ancient pages of this Earth’s history,
Know that our encounter was definitely fated;
You see, the person who actually attracted
Me to that lovely group of friends was you,
Your energetic soul broadened its wings to
Soar over my delicate heart and fulfil the
Isolation that I felt at that moment; indeed,
I still remember, and I kept this to myself,
But not today, today I’ll tell you how rare
This friendship is; despite the short numerical
Time and the archived inscription of memories,
From your smiles and your amazing accent
To your sports and your social acceleration,
You made me look forward to the weekends,
In hope that I go back to the hostel and see
Each one of ye together for a wonderful time,
And ye were there and you were definitely there, too,
So I will delay my warm and loving thanks
Until I actually come to the Netherlands to see
You in person, and that day might be getting close.

Dating a Succubus

She dresses in a lavender magical love potion,
Its fragrances deludes my dreamy raving mind,
Rings, necklaces, and bracelets glowing around,
Her black vivid eyes dart into my trembling heart,
Golden silky garments in many lines and curves,
The relic she now closes and my senses are back,
Fear strangles my palpitating heart into a knot,
Her snaky smirk hisses its tongue into my ears,
What she wants – what she asks is something
That goes against the morals of being a human,
She takes out her spidery black hands and goes
For my heart, for my throat, and my naïve eyes.

Medals of Honour

The colossal design of our dimensional space
Has brought beings together, separated them,
Hung them on spiked bones, recreated an art
Of glorified war – they said on terrorism – well,
Glorify war all you want but when humans meet
They will only show an affectionate will to dream,
An immense emotional rush to move forward
Into peace, and yet, they said for our security
We shall go to war; for our peace, we shall
Deny it upon the world; and then, our financial
Disability kicks in to kick us out of our ancestors
As we applaud our men for their medals of honour.

Define Humanity

Don’t get me wrong, I really love humans,
But the definition of the term humanity
Has really changed in the past couple of
Years, as if – I don’t know anymore – say
If I roll a die, an outcome determining an
Exploding earth, then that is merely due
To chance, but what will happen to the
Definition if the die does not even exist?

The First

If I articulated whispers of our constellation,
You would overhear hatred amongst peace,
Banners falsely labelled to accuse your soul,
I, for one, have rejected all notions of decay,
I did touch your delicate being – a human,
You might be their first discarded wreckage,
Still, in disbelief, I believe in your innocence,
In our preserved Universe’s constellation,
Apparently, you are a human amongst aliens,
And if that is so, then I, for now until forever,
Shall be crowned as the second human,
Do stand tall against all dark matters,
And never sway, my first, never change.

O Human

Read, speak, or write,
But never be silent
O human
Weep aloud today for
Tomorrow’s smile,
Or shout silently –
An inner earthquake,
Or an outer volcano,
Whatever you do,
I do, we do,
Try to survive a
Hopeful peace,
Feel, O human, feel –
Feel anger mixed with
Boiling hearts,
Feel sadness crushed
Into your chest,
And fight,
And stand,
As one human,
O human,
O fragile being,
O emotional treasure,
O beautiful creature,
The prey of monsters,
The free soul of a
Whispering nature,
Raise your hands
And pray,
For yourself,
For others,
For me,
Stand and sing
For those who left,
Sing and stand
For those who stayed,
O human, live,
Live, O human,
Live.