Dullard & His Coffee
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Dullard and the Ringmaster
Does it hurt you?
Does the pain sky rocket?
Is it a figment of your imagination?
or are you dreaming?
Do you ponder?
Do you look around?
Do you anoint?
Do you exist?
We come
We go
We are but an atom
or do we think we are the Universe?
He laughs at us
He laughs on us
We are but a part of his circus
He, the Ringmaster;
Gadda Da Vida
The colors of the cloud
The color of the sea
They become one
They sing and dance with each other
Dawn happens.
Purple, yellow, orange and blue
They mingle, they laugh.
The breeze blesses the green
The waves bring the music
Twilight listens.
These wisps of smoke,
They rise above,
They blend, they disappear.
Nature talks with me
We become one.
Dullard writes an Epigram
Is your life yours?
Or are you a puppet?
Are those strings on your head?
Or is there no one in the sky?
Dullard and a Peaceful Apocalypse
Red drippings of Zion
Mingled into the crippling of war
Turning us into rebels
An army set to bomb
The cross of stations
The troops out to destroy
The feelings of an innocent child
Parasites infest the unknown layman
Making us go into a state of translucent
People despising every other being
Helping man stranded at no where
Life is drifting apart
Striping away from soul
Tears of sky comforting the self
The holy trinity laughing at us
Recruiting us to a faculty of insane
Crusaders revolting brewing the anger
The protagonists cackling at our every move
A desperate soldier set out to be the savior
Of a mourning world possessed by the evil
The hound of wolves waiting
to pounce on their prey
Callous creed of the beings
waiting to fill their grails
A shriek cry haunts the dusk
Awaiting the final blow
Making the world rest in
A Peaceful Apocalypse
Dullard and His Love
She was there where I left her,
lying on the white beach,
her shadow swimming in the silvery water.
She was there when I went to peek
in through the mercury glasses,
she was smiling while
she swayed towards the shining satellite.
She was there playing with the shiny rocks
stuck in caldera,
then she played her harp,
the dogs and the wolves started to howl
and so did I.
Dullard and His Questions
1. Is there a 2nd universe?
2. Is our Universe a particle or an atom? How can we define we are inside our Universe if we say we are quartz?
3. Is this Universe part of a huge program called ‘Illusion’?
4. Is our universe just a subatomic particle for some larger species?
5. Does Multi Universe really exist?
6. After death we become a subatomic particle?
7. What was the probability of our creation?
8. Is our Universe a tv show with lots of different channels for some other beings?
9. What is the extent of Universe?
10. What could be the reason behind the creation of our universe?
11. How does Intuition come from inside?
12. Is our current life someone else’s dream?
13. What is time? Why does the Universe behave in the way it is behaving now?
Dullard and Death
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Death is waiting for me today, like a man returning from jail.
Death is before me today, like a hungry dog eating meat.
Death is waiting for me today, like a book yearning to be read.
Death is before me today, like an arrow released from a bow.
Death is waiting for me today, like a bird trapped in a cage who longs to fly.
Death is before me today, like a bedbug sucking blood.
Death is waiting for me today, like a person sitting in a plane for 18 hours, waiting for it to land.
Death is before me today, like a thief running away from a burglar alarm.
Death is waiting for me today, like a baby wanting to walk.
Death is before me today, like a servant breaking a glass.
Death is waiting for me today, like a farmer for his plants.
Death is before me today, like a man’s craving for sex.
Death is waiting for me today, like a cloud needing evaporation to rain.
Death is before me today, like an Asian Koel waiting for a nest to invade.
Death is waiting for me today, like the doors of the Forbidden Kingdom.
Death is before me today, like leaves changing their color in Autumn.
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Death chooses to ignore me for today.
Dullard and the Pink Elephants
- The mind is in a dazed state. (Suddenly gets up) What’s happening? Where am I? I am tired. I am tired of what? Why don’t I remember anything? Fuck! Questions! Enough with the questions! Hallucinations, Delirium, Pink Elephants, Phantasmagoric. Fuck!!
- Walking down the alley I was, not knowing the directions, a blue pencil was lying on the road, I follow the lines, has the Journey began.
- Crows are humming in my mind; the wind is whistling into my ears, the noise is bleeding me red. I am feeling woozy!
Boom, the music flows, I stand, I go in a trance, I lift myself up in the air, and the body remains below on the ground standing like a statue. I laugh at it for a moment and then go up and meet the others. They all are waiting.
“So finally you make it,” hissed one of them.
I look up and I see shadows there looking at me. They resemble translucence, black translucence. I nod in the direction of the shrilling voice and head towards the abyss.
Till The End
Dedicated to a friend of mine.
One night
Out in the open sky
Besides the ocean
Surrounded by darkness
Forlorn was I
I lit a cigarette
Had a bit of rum
Strummed my guitar
And the music flowed
The cold breeze murmured
Voices from the past
Until I gathered it
And burnt it all
I felt a strange emptiness
For I felt relieved of my burden
It was not the wave
Nor the stars;
It was not the brew
Nor the strings;
It was you
That smiling face
That beautiful you
And then I shut my eyes;
Morning cameI was still lying
Besides the blue
As I opened my eyes
Covered in sunlight
There stood you
Playing with the tide
I got up
And walked towards you
Held you tight
Close to my soul
Since then you have been living there
In my heart
I will never let you go
Till the End, till the end…
