The Presence

Model: Fitriyani Ibrahim (Soni, mee mee mee)

Many years ago...

I was startled from my placid slumber
By a presence me asunder
My thoughts were rattled
And with my nerves I battled
As the clock struck three and settled

What is this that raises my hair?
For cold is not this morning air
Tis’ a thief ay! Whom I could master I hope
And not something that my mind will not cope
As to my dwellings my sight eagerly scopes

No thief, no scurrying creature on beams
But the presence still lingers it seems
Ah! The fragrant Jasmine or a bloom of its kind
As legends of old rushed into my timid mind
Surely a woman this be of lurid kind

As I sit and my rattled nerves I hold
Racing thru all that I have been told
None of whom ended in their tombs
When this little white flower blooms
And its sweet fragrant spirit looms

At this thought I start to smile
Tea I’ll make while she stays awhile
For maybe she might show and even cry
While I quest her existence in wry
Now I sit and to meet her I try

A quarter past four and I heave a sigh
As the last traces of jasmine fly
A quarter past century hath arrived
Since the night I was rudely surprised
But in my heart my jasmine yet survives

Written by : Ravi The Rat

The Missing Link

By Ravi the Rat

The missing link

I woke up this morning and a strange thought passed over me… I began to think that Charles Darwin the naturalist while on the Island Galapagos of the coast of Ecuador and his much disputed theory of evolution may not have been entirely incorrect nor correct altogether. He stated that a species betters it-self and evolves into higher order – physically. How far this has been proven and debated and denounced is an evolution in human antics by it self. Did they actually even stop to think of cross bred evolution?

This is where my Idea or theory (whatever you wish to name it) kicks in.

What if homo-sapiens did not evolve but were actually bred from two totally different species? Humans have physicals characteristics that enable us to swim, climb and think. What if we were the products of a land animal close to the highest order of the primates cross-bred with a highly intelligent sea creature or something along these lines, maybe even aliens for all I care! My bets on Dolphins!

Humans have used this technique till this day to yield better produce from trees and livestock. Crossbreeding has come to a stage whereby certain illnesses have been eradicated; it has made bigger chickens that lay more eggs, produce cows that yield more milk etc. It could also shed light to certain myths and legends Atlantis for example or Neptune and the sorts.

So throwing caution to the wind. I conclude that the human species are a product from a perverted ape and an extremely horny sea creature or alien. That’s why the missing link is still missing… they never linked it in the first place!

The wisdom in webs

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The Seven Sins

Will thy soul to tread the path of Cain
That it reeks of Shylocks pound of gain
Thy deeds engraved upon thou name
The Seven Sins of fame

A mighty beast of burden the soul
Angels and demons engage its fold
Ghastly, opaque and cold
The Seven Semitic Sins of old

Oh! Gluttony, Wicked Greed, Behold Envy!
Ay! Revenge and Lust, Consuming Hate and Foul Adultery
Though it finds place in this poetry
Within you it becomes deadly

Fly not at their onslaught
In their web Iscariot was caught
Oer’ the seven, victory I sought
Ay and nay as I lay in decay

This Earth

All that you have sacrificed,
All that you have given,
All of which yours mother
All of which in time withers

Elegance in the depths of your violent mountains of fire
The fortress of a thousand secrets of which we call mires
Your beauty as a dying beast crosses to the nether
The scorching art in the desert with the sands of ever

The beauty of your rage in the midst of your horrific storms
And despite our blatant disregard and pompous scorns
We yield to let you pass your rage then we fester and mourn
Thy subtle beauty by the water, so genteel I could have sworn

But crack and rip the seabed did, awakening from its slumber
And lo and behold as waters arose with a mighty thunder
Fret and flee they did from your lucid anger
Only fools try and deceive your death monger

Your will be done in the return of the Babylonian deluge
As two hundred thousand souls lay in your deadly collage
Entombed by the wave of your renegade barrage
The loss of life, the loss of will, a cemetery so large

Amidst your wild tantalizing ways somehow I feel your pain
A pain built upon the love for every heartbeat in the rain
Your own soul lay like a mighty beast slain
Yet we fester in disdain.
Yet we fester