Taste of charcoal and barbecue sauce. Chop up the pig, it’s time to pig out. I like the taste of death in my mouth! Chop up the cow. Time to chow down. Turn his smile into a frown. I don’t care. I just like the taste of death on my plate and palate. Looks like […]
Poetry Corner: Ranjit Gill “Birds in a Cage”
Birds in an open cage I’m outraged they aren’t outraged They’re happy to be enslaved They have the minds of slaves Chirp, chirp, on demand when the master commands! They holler and stomp their feet joyfully. Insane, like they have pea-sized brains. They don’t have their own plans Seems to me, thinking freely is banned.
Poetry Corner: Ranjit Gill “Death of a Friend”
I remember when you used to sing and play the tumbi smiling, laughing, enjoying despite suffering internally. I found your death maddening, confusing. Why would you do such a thing? I blame me. You were a good friend to me. I couldn’t save you from your drinking. You put on a brave face I couldn’t […]
Poetry Corner: Ranjit Gill “Living or Just Breathing?”
Some live lives while others just live lies Every second dies. Surprised? Reliving the past Remembering the moments Tryna make ’em last. Bad feelings buried deeper than the bottom of a well. Negative feelings leading to straight to Hell.
Poetry Corner: Ranjit Gill “I Wonder”
I wonder why I often think about the past Tryna make the memories last but alas, I can’t live like that I keep thinking what I should have done and should have been I wonder if things woulda been different. Life zooms by then you die. WHY?
Poetry Corner: Ranjit Gill “Aisle of Death”
As I walk by the aisle of death and look at the body parts that are left Chopped, put up for sale. I see the local favorites: cows, chickens, and pigs. I wonder if they cried at their time of death.
Poetry Corner: Ranjit Gill “Walking on a Rainy Day”
A rainy day will beat a sunny day any day. I’ll tell the sun to go away. Splashing in a puddle, kids play! I like walking in the rain it’s entertaining. Forget the sunshine, I hold an umbrella and enjoy the rain show. The day is mine. Tomorrow, who knows?
Poetry Corner: Ranjit Gill “Marrying a Genie”
A dream I dreamt Never believed my dream Would one day become reality One day, I would conquer my insanity. To live without you is to live crazy Without you, I feel lazy. Staring at the wall, I’d rather be staring at your face to erase my pain and sad past. Your face, a work […]
Poetry Corner: Ranjit Gill “10 Decades”
Ten decades to live, laugh, and play. Your ten decades they waste if you stay a slave! Sheep being herded on a farm. The sheep herder milks them hard! Takes their wool, too! Sheep—another name for fools. Four decades in, my eyes open after questioning and reading. Reading is fundamental It’ll set you free.
Poetry Corner: Ranjit Gill “Puddles on a Rainy Day”
Get your feet wet make splashes in the puddle No need to settle for mediocre You wish for sunny days Kids have fun in the rain! Puddle! Splash! Puddle! Splash! IT’S A BLAST! Simpler times, less worries. Growing up? Don’t forget how to have fun.