Mortal sins
"Father father"
she cries in the confessional
The long white beard
merely nods its head.
"I have sinned"
her tears burst out in the holy silence.
The voice of the twelve year old quiver -
with the thought of hell fire.
My maternal uncle tore my clothes
The paternal cousin swept me off my feet
The neighbour who baby sits me
dug his hands between my thighs.
"I have sinned, father, sinned!
purification is what i need
to save me from the hell fire.
I come for none
but the sacrement of penance.
He suddenly remembers-
He has to colour his white beard.
He whispers through the netted screen
"from me the faithful obtain absolution
and in my room is absolute salvation"
The bedspread witness the ritual of salvation
The supressed whimper of a helpless child
The creek of the bed
the gasps of lust
the mourns of estascy
The rosary with the crucifix
a silent witness
to the tears streaming down
those innocent eyes
mirroring the heavy showers
at the window blinds.
Months later
another sin cries in the corridors
clearing its throat of the amniotic fluid
The umbilical attachment lost to the orphanage,
Its has to wait its turn
for the eternal salvation.
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The hourglass
Big breasts
wide hips
narrow waist
the Golden ratio
Venus put to shame?
The irrational number of the greeks.
the hourglass figure!
she sways herself into their wedding night
A glass of milk clasped in hand
He proudly eyes his chosen wife
and struggles to lift
his torso
off the acapulco.
An hundred plus is not indeed
a small weight to carry around!
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Noah s ark
Noah sets his chisel aside
his creation a source of admiration.
All is set for the end
to begin everything anew
The apocalypse has risen
--the last revelation
the Armageddon set for the finale
cataclysm guaranteed long before
only the best of the species in the ark.
'Now hurry! Namaah
collect your sons Ham, Sham and Yem
The ship Safina is all set.
Their wives come scurrying along
and Ham and Sham ,but not Yem
The rains are pouring ,
the water soaring.
Heaven and earth has let loose hell.
There is no escape but the ark!
The ties are loosened, the mast flooded
Yet all are safe, but not Yem.
Oh, you disbeliever,
cries Noah
the time is short,
take your oath , and jump in fast.
but not the terrible Yem!
Namaah wails...
she who bore three ripe sons,
cannot lose, even one.
she jumps into the turbo waters,
none, but she can save her son.
Only the heart of a mother knows
a passion that no deluge can sink.
And thus Namaah , goes down in history
shunned and sneered , an infidel with lost victory.
