Monday, 30 March 2009


Atoms apocalyptic,
Brewing in laboratories
'Dropped' by a bird
And we flew.
Flew in the water,
Water of oblivion
Of shades flourescent
From destitute drains
And fungal delicacies
With rhino melodies.
As fire,
Hungry old fire
Chased us
With a diabolic glint
And angelic purpose.
Eyes digested memories
Images fleeting.
As space ballooned
Time stopped for a swig
And we flew,
A thousand splinters
Of existential consequence
Through realms unbelievable
And colours psychedelic
Through Concordian booms
And eucalyptus noses
Red chili tongues
And skins burnt by
'An Inconvenient Truth'.
And we flew.


SHIVRAJ 'arbit' said...

is it filled with lots of references to culture??....i cant understand ...looks like a dream if written after a shot of ecstasy .....have you started taking weed and all munks!!!!
reminds me of pink floyd videos......the movie WALL....and its animations

Bakarbaaz said...

Some references here and there.Liked the Inconvenient truth bit(thats the only one I got)Ssssshh!

Mug for China dodo!

Lollipop said...

hehe, i doubt you actually got stoned to write this, munky :D

ardra said...

psychedelic colours,water of oblivion ....beautiful imagery....The poem is truly visual.
gud job da.

carapace said...

i like it. very nice imagery. :)

Kaushik said...

I liked it, although I can't say I understood it.

Arun Chaganty said...

Yep. 100% stoned.
@Kobi: What the heck were you doing? You can't let Munky go on drinking vague stuff...

Uttara said...


I am NOT stoned.

Felicity said...

Psychedelic indeed!
like it

Babbi said...

Oh, so you're like stoned when you're like normal. I'd like to see what you write when you're really stoned, then.

Bakarbaaz said...

What Schmuck? Sorriiee I mean Shmunck!! What substances caused this?