Revisiting the Desecration by an Insignificant Other

Inverted crucifix
I hang from your memory wall

At the Last Supper
A dozen or more Magdalenes brush their boobs
On Christ's chrysallis

Mine was his Tree of Knowledge
We took a quick dip in
Pool of sin
Together

Nero's cane built me
Cain's wandering limbs
Herod's whips striped on my back
Like Atlas bear ---
While Lamb of God
Suntans his amongst bikinis red!


© All Rights belong to Nivedita Dey, 2015 (17/11/2015 01:31)

Hark!!! Here I Rise and Sing Again..!!

I Awake from My Infernal Slumber
Wasted by A Neanderthal Nightmare
I Cough Up Ruins of My Hopes, Dreams and Fire and Ice..

Resurrected from the Ashes of My Own Destruction
I, Perched on the Wings of Battered Sublime
Shall Soar Again..

This Time With Too Brutal a Vision I Shall Gawk the Earth
And With Too Bold a Voice Will Demand the Rise of Man
Who Seems To have Drowned Himself into his Fateful Oblivion
of His Legacy, his Progeny and his Rightful Mutiny!!

So Hark! I Come.. I Speak.. I Sing..  To Shake You Up..
To Ruffle Your Smooth-combed Locks
To Pinch Your Rose-hued cheeks to Shame
And To Jolt Your Nonchalant Nerves Ascreaming!

Hark! I Come Again..
I Sing Again...
I Scream Aloud Afresh Again...
Now That I have Resurrected
And Am Finally
Awake from my Infernal Slumber
Wasted by a Neanderthal Nightmare..