The Sanctum

Welcome, traveller. This be the realm of Jay Niner, where everything be possible, and nothing ever happens. If, perchance, thou wisheth to tarry, then find thou a page from the Grimoire and read. For we are here in eternity, and we are in medias res.



When you can fall down so far,
And to hang on there's nary a bar,
Or to rise so high,
To earthly barriers say good-bye.
And touch and recieve the light of heaven,
Even as you are condemned to the depths of hell.
I look but don't see;
I hear but don't listen.
I think but never realize,
Therefore I act but never actualize.
I am, for now and ever
Or perhaps, always and never
The one and only eager beaver
The forever unique Jay Nair.
Age no bar.
Not for you, saar.
In your fancy car.
Eating cookies out of jar.
What the heck, yaar.
Aur kitna rhyme karvayoge?
A few random poems for the heck of it. Enjoy, or don't.