Tag: Life

Me, in a nut’s shell, now…💔

What's even worse, are the not-even-veiled, snarky hints such as, "don't be such a party-pooper", "thanks for making everyone else miserable", "why do you always have to make everything about yourself?" The world has become on an individual level, the perfect copy of "monarchies" such as the UK, where a parody "king" and his multi-bill/millionaire … Continue reading Me, in a nut’s shell, now…💔

UPSIDE-DOWN, ABANDONED HEARTSTRINGS: Poetry from The Dark Side of Asperger’s Autism Vol. 2, Ed. 1 -With Original Images & Artwork-

When your mind is in the wrong place... "at the age of fifty found his mind in his heart"from Don Quixote, by Nazim Hikmet, 1947, Translated from Turkish by Taner Baybars Strange... Of most people it would be expected to have been mentally settled by the age of fifty; how wrong.Fond of Cervantes' Don since … Continue reading UPSIDE-DOWN, ABANDONED HEARTSTRINGS: Poetry from The Dark Side of Asperger’s Autism Vol. 2, Ed. 1 -With Original Images & Artwork-

So Happy to Have Re-Found You All, and NEW BOOK announcements: DEFIANT HOPELESSNESS: The Dark Side of Asperger’s Autism Reflected in My Poetry – Vol1 -2nd, Revised, Updated & Upgraded Edition- Kindle Edition

I’m not even sure how to call what I am about to tell you. I belong to that generation, who learned the basics of Internet technology on all four, behind the desk, or under the table, crisscrossing the wires to be connected to first-generation archaic modems, which those like me can recall either by the … Continue reading So Happy to Have Re-Found You All, and NEW BOOK announcements: DEFIANT HOPELESSNESS: The Dark Side of Asperger’s Autism Reflected in My Poetry – Vol1 -2nd, Revised, Updated & Upgraded Edition- Kindle Edition

DEFIANT HOPELESSNESS: The Dark Side of Asperger’s Autism Reflected in My Poetry, Vol 1, 1st Edition

DEFIANT HOPELESSNESS: The Dark Side of Asperger's Autism Reflected in My Poetry, Vol 1, 1st Edition In light of the excitement brought by the publication of my second poetry volume, "DEFIANT HOPELESSNESS: The Dark Side of Asperger's Autism Reflected in My Poetry, Vol 1, 2nd Edition", which I will shortly inform you about in a … Continue reading DEFIANT HOPELESSNESS: The Dark Side of Asperger’s Autism Reflected in My Poetry, Vol 1, 1st Edition

A metric analysis of impossible rhymes


Life’s like a lobotomised impression inside a golden skull; too cheap to bury, too expensive to keep. A Stradivari of motionless complexities, all sailing south, monstrosities, as forbidden banners of condemned rebellions
 Tied to the mast of someone else’s travels, on sleepless waves of no more dreams to catch, blinded lighthouses towering over shipwrecked carcasses … Continue reading A metric analysis of impossible rhymes


To my autistic diary…

When its motion stopped, I realised that my circle of life became an insignificant spot, desperate, frightened, alone, like a tired fire juggler abandoned by an audience too dull to notice the beauty of the single detail constructing their illusion
 “How odd” he said, “In vitro, every now and then becomes a schism embedded deep … Continue reading To my autistic diary…

Agnosis…

It’s not important to remember days, and wonder why has our time become so slow; it doesn’t matter anymore if there’s no thunder, after the rain, before the bow
 It matters not why in our backyard’s desert, there are no camels and the Bedouins have left; what truly matters is a sense of water, illusion … Continue reading Agnosis…

Defiant hopelessness…

Nobody’s making attempts anymore to stir a peace of roses. Individual daffodils and bunches of sage challenge shields of rage hidden under profaned altars of compromised innocence; piled mountains of drowned chariots awaiting another exodus to chase
 I nearly fell for you Delilah, but I am blind you see, incapable of discerning between a hairdresser … Continue reading Defiant hopelessness…

Ribbons, blue…

So many times, the roads to downtown nowhere collide at each and every corner, with blue, ribbon-like rivers of solitude; statements of facts about state of the art, lost or found pieces of a hard won peace of mindless thought lives.   Ta-ra-ra-bum-tara, ta-ra-ra bum-tara
   Marching bands of nonsense, we are. Each and every … Continue reading Ribbons, blue…