Raised small and mute. Taped shut, act cute. Little one pierced with daggers. Told to slow and help the laggers. Don’t cry! Don’t lie! Arms crossed and eyes locked! Listen and Obey! Or be shocked! Stockholm and Milgram! I wish I was a Pilgrim. Free of this nest of vipers And the scope of the … More Don’t
Long ago six feet over, There lived a man of clover. Not three nor four. Just one. And odd like the fate that shone. One leaf that held his hope. One leaf that left him a rope. Lived in peace, but not for long. Held his tongue, but not for long. Said one word. No … More Legacy of Hope
This bird’s feathers of light, Flashy red, blue and white. All who admire, Snap, leer, desire. None know the price of her feather. Nor what she endeavours. Heartless eyes that only prey, Seek comfort with this bird that day. One, two and more. Come next morn. Pill in hand, for the unborn. Before the mirror, … More Tragic Beauty
My dear old mule, Old with no fuel. Weary hoofs and simple mind, Slow yet long the path behind. You’ve come back, When I sold you for a stack. Stag I gave for a mare. Fast, yet it does not care. It sent me flying, No thoughts of riding. Yet you are here. Not my … More Vassal
Dirt into clay To fit the mould. Hot is the kiln That ignites the hollow. When it cools Earth it shall hold. Back to dust That Mother shall swallow. Poem By Sanjeev ‘Cimeries’ Retnasingam
Behind the stone walls Which we face. Blind with no voice Or food for days. Bound to clash and To fall in disgrace. Bold yet foolish Marching with grace. Band the wagons We wish for home. Bend the tall gates And soon you’ll know. Brand us traitors They bear not ill. Burn the banners And … More Rebellion
Eyes that click and grasp, Capture more than the farce. Red room that unveils, Prints, for sale. Ears which hear cries, Churn the waves of lies. Flats and sharps, Through the golden harp. Fingers of fury, Judge, Executioner and Jury. The forbidden colours and scripts Shall soon be hits. One in common, That holds the … More Alchemical Artist
The arms which built And raised the earth. Along came the Devils In hollow steel and dirt. Steels and sparks, Cranks, whirrs and spin. Hollow metal that adorned A hearth deep within. Steel Devils & Dwellers of Old. Different eyes. Same Zeal. More alike but kept apart. One and the same, is the essence of … More Singularity
Sealed treasures That seek no pleasures, Behind the locks Of pearly white blocks. Treasures that lie within, Do not grant glorifying hymns. Nor gold nor silver. Just words beyond the river. Just the chirps and cries Of the mute birds lives. Hear it once… Please. Then put it through reeds. Poem By Sanjeev ‘Cimeries’ Retnasingam
Love has no steps, Nor debts. Love has no miles, Nor sore smiles. Love has no chains, Nor pointless stains. Love is one, That is never gone. Poem By Sanjeev ‘Cimeries’ Retnasingam
Art of Cimeries 