In the dust of forbidden pages, Where candlelight flickers on trembling script, Old myths murmur warnings through the silence Of centuries shrouded in trembling breath. We conjure guardians from the…
Let me step from city shadows, Tip my hat and shake your hand. You might not notice, walking by, But, friend, I know this tangled land. My voice has echoed…
In glassy towers, the board convenes; Profits declared – a thunderous sound. Shareholders nod, eyes fixed and keen, Rewarding the few with millions crowned. Golden rewards for suit-and-tie kings, While…
The headlines scream in static tongues, A body cold, a name that stung – Charlie Kirk has met his fate, The tale unfurls; the panels wait.A candled grin crackles the…
In the heights of Kailasha where gods gather in thin air and white silence – Garuda stands watchful, wings bright as hammered sunlight, while a tiny bird settles upon the…
Why do people snarl and spit At Islam, at faith itself, in dread? Whisper fear of crescent-lit Night, while candles for saints are fed. Why fixate, with blaming eyes, On…
The future sings in restless hearts, Where new hope stirs and embers wake – It echoes not in faded years Nor timelines bound for longing’s sake. You wear the dawn…
Let me take you on a wander, To a world spun silver-bright, Woven from the stuff of yearning And the fabric of the might-be – A kingdom balanced on a…
There is room always for another neighbour.
The Marches for Palestine echo well-tested solidarity protests that challenge political bias to address abuses of human rights.
Why conjure fiends with pitchforks drawn When envy burns in neighbour’s eyes?
