Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 25 – The Kriyakaram of Awareness

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 25 - The Kriyakaram of Awareness
The world will perform the last rituals-
if they ever do-
the kriyakaram after my death.
But right now,
I am busy Read more from here...
Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 24 – From there I See You

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 24 - From there I See You
From there, I see you.
I even ask questions,
appoint answers to them,
judge in advance.
I have spared all my faces to get noticed, Read more from here...
Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 23 – Ulubulu lulu

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 23 - Ulubulu lulu
Neither sunlight came,
nor shade.
Neither Shiva,
nor Buddha.
Neither ghost, Read more from here...
Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 22 – Beauty

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 22 - Beauty
This is not Instagram poetry.
It is not workshop poetry.
It is closer to existential field notes-
written by someone counting steps, not applause.
Ronie Dinosaur walking Read more from here...
Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 21 – Fragments

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 21 – Fragments
People cry, quoting the classics:
“They had it, then lost it.”
“Better to have loved and lost…”
I say: it happened, alright-
I just never tasted it. Read more from here...
Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 20 – Fifteen Minutes Old

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 20 - Fifteen Minutes Old
How do I know what grief is?
I was born fifteen minutes ago.
I say it as a joke
so no one hears the scream underneath:
the grief is almost thirty, Read more from here...
Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 19 – Same Bird, Larger Cage

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 19 – Same Bird, Larger Cage
Fifty years.
One needle.
Carpenter and doctor wake up
with the same river of light
flooding the same skull. Read more from here...
Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 18 – Lollipop

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 18 – Lollipop
I feel it in my bones:
the universe is staring.
Not with love,
not even with hate-
just cold, deliberate silence Read more from here...
Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 17 – Author Statement

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 17 - Author Statement I’m not a literary magician pulling silk scarves out of my sleeve.
I’m a man thinking out loud-
bleeding,
analysing,
still breathing. Read more from here...
Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 16 – The Fourth Woman

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 16 - The Fourth Woman Days turned to weeks,
weeks to months,
months swallowed by years-
look at what’s become of me.
Here, behenchod, there’s no one left. Read more from here...
