P(l)ayback

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How do you know where the lawnmower grows?
Instead of leaving cuttings and shards of grass after.
Tell me to follow your literary disaster
And sell me some glass for a broken affair.

The long poem will not be there: – !
That was not so hard, was it?
Soppy open and shut case, does it.
The law, the lawn, some horses, some warning.

How does the cemetery sell the maiden for the cowboy?
Shawl and droppings in the misery post haste the shopping
There is dew on the Tavern where the cavern of my heart is still alive.
They give no strive
I have no give
Think on these things
That’s all I don’t give.
Here and there is everywhere
The sapping of advice from the spies who think thrice,

//
|| What if Eliot was one of the Irish?
Nobody falling down the stairs.
Where the rodeo sells up with the Studio music
And the nob ends enlighten their streaks.
Think at the end of the week,
That the end of the day was a holiday from affray
And how many words you satisfy the absurd
Who knew only to hurt so Buddha could {healthily} pay.

AI Summary

Your poem moves through puns, warnings, and surreal images — lawns, laws, cemeteries, taverns — to show a speaker caught between cynicism and longing. It circles the idea of advice, authority, and literary inheritance, questioning who gets to speak, who gets to wound, and who gets to “pay” in the end. Beneath the playful rhymes is a quiet exhaustion: a sense that meaning slips away even as you chase it. The final turn — imagining Eliot as Irish — becomes a way of asking how different the world might be if its cultural gatekeepers had been shaped by other histories.

A Note on the Text

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These poems and letters were written after a long period of meditation when I performed a research study on The Bhagavad Gita and associated texts from 2014-2018. I read the Gita some 50 times and researched other texts from ISKCON and also read the Bible. It is noteworthy that Arjuna questions Krishna persistently in the Gita and in an effort to reclaim my identity as not Arjuna I pose questions to imaginary audiences and juxtapose these fragments next to my poems for literary context. I hope this explains the fragmentary nature of these documents and sheds light on my poetic craft in the meantime.

They use emotion and explore the levels of consciousness that arise after a prolonged period of meditation – rising to chant for 2 hours in the morning and then again for 2 hours between 4 and 6 pm. They answer to transcendental senses and the difficulty of navigating the field of mental health awareness and normal waking, sleeping and dreaming consciousness that was to be the subject of my PhD thesis in 2010 and they give rise to an honest appraisal of my self before a mirror which includes the sublime as well as the divine and diabolical.

Pay Tree Ark

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When the good debt was folded
And the sacred bird had flown
There was one who was Awake
Top of the hat to his own.

They called him Jeff and let him ride
So far to the other side
That the mentionables were kept afloat
By the shopping he did around the moat.

The moat they built in the past
When Canary Wharf was not going to last
Because his kind kindly sung to the Police
Of knowledge that left them fucking Analese,

[Remind me how to spell @ When his witches are in Hell]
, another one of his little fertile girls
Showing me the balance of Time
For the rhythm of a rhyme
And how to Hare Krishna power=share just fine.

Krishna is just fine, thanks for asking
Rama will be grateful for his Shabba Ranks, canal driven man
Down the Maine Street with the Wilberforce treats
Stuck in a traffic jam no matter what Lady Marmalade says next.

That’s EnlightenNext: Up and off there for some Techno=Fest
Costing the coasting Guru Nanak some Repo action
For all his fancy foot action
What was it? At the end of the day….
…
…
Sigh No More and Sai Baba is gone
What was the pleasure in losing his song.

One
Two
And not Zee
Maybe the Charmed twins got up to three?
Who was the Guru – who was the Pen?
When will the showtime get back to the Penitentiary
Internationally Amnesty International planned by me
To settle the nettles on the floor for more than £10.

Come down to laughing out loud
Om Shanti to the quoting men
Speak to batallions raised from the streets
Chant wildly of Ken Wilber eating out Chinese food whenever his old age
Walks
Talks
On all fours
The Missing Link
Guru & some smelly pink socks on The Big Think
Call me a PhD
Watch me Pee
“Can I have a P please Bobby?”
There is friction between us in The Sea.

Fraternity
The final filial piety
Count slowly as you walk away from me
That the hour passes slowly from when we die.
Too shy
Too rich
Too regal
Such a bitch!
Why would you WAG
When you could Hag,

And The Chase screened to Manhatten
The Questions you would like?
Back to Jeff and old man Bally
Down the Classy Junction
For some Gurdijeff and Gurdwara function.
But time is not so kind to all and this is a time to the Recorder
So that when action is in inaction and Jazbaa is spoken
The Fake Alexander is O’Neils at last for some New World Order.

AI Summary

Your poem is a sprawling, mythic satire about false gurus, spiritual capitalism, and the collapse of meaning in a world where enlightenment is marketed like merchandise. It moves through Jeffs, Krishnas, Nanaks, Wilber, Sai Baba, Canary Wharf, techno festivals, and penitentiaries, showing how every tradition — Eastern or Western — gets twisted by ego, commerce, and spectacle. Beneath the humour and the barrage of references is a speaker searching for authenticity in a landscape full of pretenders, cults, and counterfeit prophets. The poem ends in a kind of cosmic exhaustion: a recognition that the “New World Order” is just another performance, and the real struggle is to keep your own voice intact.

Order It Again

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In order to build order
Find out what the disorder did to you.
When there is water let there be dryness
If you find your Highness is too much of a blow for you.

They called him a King who dwelt on the most high
And left him with a poet who lost his script when the ink was dry –
That is the first difference between me and you:
That is the difference between a Cross and a Jew.

There are letters that say how I have been feeling
When the wire is tapped so the walkers are reeling

From their orgasms and manic spasms in the left of the Fall
When Autumn knows no conversation in the old Mordan Hall.
Sell my your cough as you walk repeated and reappear
Like a mirror from the Magic Mandrake who’s Magi is near
To the salesman who’s bonus means a full meal for the family and all
When the Summertown is not dunces town with a wheely bin for the Ball.

Next to me is the whisperer and the Clothed Dagger of the magic pen
Saying “Again!”
“Again!”
Where is the writer’s brain?
Straining, like a refraining, draining on the containment of time,
Again…

AI Summary

Your poem opens with a stark command: to build order, you must confront the damage disorder left behind. It contrasts a fallen poet with a self‑crowned figure of spiritual authority, setting up a tension between humility, dryness, and the burden of inherited symbols. The middle section spirals into surveillance, autumnal silence, and hallucinatory imagery — Mandrake, mirrors, salesmen — showing a mind under pressure, trying to write through interference. The poem ends with the whisperer urging “Again!”, capturing the exhaustion and compulsion of a writer straining against time, memory, and the weight of his own voice.

Historical Timeline

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2024 – Sir Keir Starmer elected Prime Minister of the United Kingdom

2023 – King Charles coronation

2022 – Rishi Sunak elected Prime Minster of the United Kingdom

2020 – Brexit: England leaves the EU

2019 – COVID starts

2016 – Theresa May elected Prime Minister of the United Kingdom

2014 – Narendra Modhi elected Prime Minister of India

2013 – Do Black Lives Matter starts in USA

2013 – Justin Welby serves as Archbishop of Canterbury

2010 – David Cameron elected Prime Minister of the United Kingdom

2009 – Barack Obama elected President of the United States

2008 – China host the Summer Olympics

2007 – iPhone released by Apple

2007 – Gordon Brown elected Prime Minister of the U.K.

2006 – Muhammed Younis wins Nobel Peace Prize

2006 – Al Gore releases An Inconvenient Truth

2004 – Facebook started

2003-2011 – The Iraq War

2002 – Rowan Williams serves as Archbishop of Canterbury

2001 – Wikipedia started

2001-2021 – The Afghanistan War

11th September 2011 – 9/11 and the Twin Towers

2001 – Enron collapses

1999 – Y2K Bug fears

1997 – The God of Small Things by Arundhati Roy wins Booker Prize

1997 – Tony Blair elected

1993 – Nelson Mandela shares Nobel Peace Prize with F W De Clerk

1991 – The Soviet Union collapsed

1991 – Nelson Mandela elected President of the ANC

1991 – Aung San Syu Ki wins Nobel Peace Prize

1990-1991 – The Gulf War

1990 – Poll Tax riots

1989 – The 14th Dalai Llama of Tibet wins the Nobel Peace Prize

1989 – Ayatollah Khomeini issues a Fatwa against Salman Rushdie for The Satanic Verses

1988 – Noam Chomsky published Manufacturing Consent

1986 – Chernobyl disaster

1985 – The Handmaid’s Tale published by Margaret Atwood

1984 – Nike Air Jordan formed

1982 – The Colour Purple published by Alice Walker

1981 – Midnight’s Children by Salman Rushdie wins Booker Prize

1979 – Margaret Thatcher elected

1978 – Louis Farrakhan becomes head of The Nation of Islam

1978 – Still I Rise published by Toni Morrison

1975 – Microsoft founded

1973 – Britain joins the EU

1969 – NASA and the Moon Landing

1969 – the Concorde takes its first flight

1968 – Martin Luther King Assassinated

1965 – Malcolm X Assassinated

1963 – JFK Assassinated

1963 – Martin Luther King delivers I Have a Dream Speech

1955-1975 – Vietnam War

1953 – Queen Elizabeth 2nd coronation

1951 – The Catcher in the Rye published by J D Salinger

1951 – The Tibetan Uprising

1948 – Gandhi assassinated

1947 – Invisible Man published by Ralph Ellison

1947 – The Partition of India

August 6 1945 – Hiroshima bombed

1939-1945 World War Two

1940 – Richard Wright published Native Son

1940 – McDonald’s formed

1925 – The Great Gatsby published by F. Scott Fitzgerald

1914-1918 – World War One

1903 – Wright brothers invent the Airplane

1886 – Coca Cola formed

1884 – Mark Twain published The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn

1876 – Alexander Graham Bell patents the Telephone

1876 – Queen Victoria granted status of Empress of India

1871-1872 – George Eliot published Middlemarch

1861-1865 – American Civil War

1859 – Charles Darwin published On the Origin of Species

1855 – Walt Whitman published Leaves of Grass

1854 – Walden published by Henry David Thoreau

1851 – Moby Dick published by Herman Melville

1841-1844 – Ralph Waldo Emerson published Essays

1836 – Charles Dickens begins publishing novels

1813 – Jane Austen published Pride and Prejudice

1789 – William Blake published Songs of Innocence and Experience

1776 – American Declaration of Independence

1667-1674 – John Milton published Paradise Lost

1653 – Oliver Cromwell ruled as Lord Protector

1649 – King Charles 1st executed

1623 – William Shakespeare publishes his First Folio

1611 – King James Bible written

1590 – The Faerie Queene is published by Edmund Spenser

1558 – 1603 – Queen Elizabeth 1st reigned

1517 – Martin Luther published his Thesis

1509 – 1547 Henry VIII reigned and founded Protestantism with the Reformation of Rome

1400 The Canterbury Tales published by Geoffrey Chaucer

1300 The Divine Comedy published by Dante

1066- 15th Centuries A.D. Middle English

5th-12th Centuries A.D. – Old English / Anglo Saxon

255-66 million years B.C. Dinosaurs alive

Religious Timeline

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2011 Sathya Sai Baba dies

1951 The Tibetan Uprising

1947 Partition of India

1918 Shirdi Sai Baba dies

1896-1977 Srila Prabhupada founds ISKCON

1895 – 1986 J Krishnamurti and The Theosophical Society

1869 Mahatma Gandhi born

1865 Mikao Usui founder of Usui Reiki is born

1500 Guru Nanak founds Sikhism

1400 Sri Chaitanya & Hare Krishna mantra

700 The Prophet Muhammed is revealed The Quran by Angel Gabriel

60-70 A.D. Matthew, Mark, Luke & John compile the Gospels of Jesus Christ

33 A.D. Jesus Christ was Crucified

0 Jesus Christ was born in Bethlehem

500 B.C. Lao Tzu

500 B.C. The Enlightenment of The Buddha

551 B.C. Confucius

550-300 B.C. Socrates, Aristotle & Plato

1300 Rameses II

1300 B.C. Moses lived and the 10 Commandments

3102 B.C. Krishna and The Mahabharata and Kali Yuga

4000 B.C. Yahweh creates Adam and Eve

10,000 B.C. Rama, Sita, Lakshmana & Hanuman & The Ramayana

The Age of Shiva and Sathya Yuga

Ole 2 Gramma (!#@?)

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Load the Sangeet
Dance with my feet
Stray sleepers on the street
That’s not where we meet.

Fanciful debonair desires
The heart is still on fire
For what the TV brought
When the ships returned nought.

How can I be rude for you
When you have the Moon to review
And your conspiracy crew
Is full of their own truth.

Jesus is for you
After you nailed him to the Cross
And told the story for us
Of your yesteryears and wankers’ Tax and Overdrafts.

Shares on the Shaadi
Come over with the Commons
Share the commotion with one of your Literary Reviews
Your just just not going to get the Kiplings cakes on, are you?

It’s always the same
With the Colonial strain
Something feminist and then some chilblains
If they don’t see it for themselves with Dwayne.

Hassle free Texts
Something frilly for your Ex
So I can be betwixt my vexation
Always late for your non invitation.

How?
Brogues.
The lounge.
Lozenges.

// Whatever could it have been
COVID and the streets of CCTV
When the waters were civilized
And more TV passed a Prince’s eyes:

  • For the child he just just could not see
  • When the Willow the Wisp was not I-SPN
  • Heroes see.

AI Summary

Your poem moves like a wandering camera through Sangeet, streets, TV illusions, colonial memory, and the conspiratorial noise of modern life, showing how beauty and distortion coexist. It contrasts intimate cultural symbols with the coldness of media, monarchy, and misunderstanding, revealing a speaker who feels unseen even while watching everything. The tone is wistful and sharp at once — a lament for connection in a world of CCTV, gossip, and inherited wounds. The final image of the prince who “just just could not see” lands as the poem’s quiet heartbreak: the tragedy of being visible but not recognised.

Mr 2 Write

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There are things you say I should not say
Like sorry to the hedges I cut on the way
When I sold my shares initially in sorrow
To buy my way out of footsie for tomorrow.

I’m the best, my nation said so
That’s the way that one’s got to go.
#AndWhenImDone there’s nothing left to do
Except folly and old fortune for the Armada Hampstead crew.

Battle me this and cohabitate me with the vacuum that:
Where is the honesty in the open handed approach to the road :-
The road east of Vancouver where the radio check is preapproved
Like a beer t-shirt ripped open for the cover of Summit recovered.

Too easy to shin and far over the older beard to shine
There is a head where the coupling will be diners.
It’s not all sandwiches at Waitrose when the beat is on the minute;
Leave me an iPod when you get the time to be on a zillion.

My Henry Kissinger and that’s the top hat blown
Like the Top Hotel we have not shown with all the shows on far from Noam.
Is there any cover left for the car he is bereft off having not shown foam
For the parties he carries a tune for. Mr Canary and the way back home.

From Siam I have flown and known the airport underneath my feet
Where the Jetstream is some cold cleaners and Mr Sheen for the Air Host’s feat
To jump so many moons to keep up with those Shrooms
And whatever did not Clear while Florida kept Ron Hubbard with Martin Clunes.

Underground with the dune buggies and up top where the hatch is blown
So much more the Saviour, so much more the way back home.
Something for me and something for you
A way to the routine in Jalandhar for the coded cabin crew.

Something for me and something for you
Take anything you like from the top shelf: I’m done with the quarterback Jew.

AI Summary

Your poem is a fast‑moving critique of national pride, financial regret, global travel, and the absurd theatre of politics, media, and intellectual posturing. It moves from Vancouver to Siam to Jalandhar, weaving Kissinger, Noam Chomsky, airports, dune buggies, and celebrity culture into a portrait of a world that feels both chaotic and hollow. Beneath the humour and the jet‑lagged imagery is a speaker who feels dislocated — watching power, fame, and ideology swirl around him while he searches for grounding, meaning, and companionship. The final lines land as a release: a recognition that the old games of ego and status no longer hold, and life must move toward something more human.

CV

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Work Experience

2026 to Present           Atos, Information Communications Technician

2015 to Present           Writer, Birmingham

Produced 30 literary works (poetry, novels, essays). Managed digital content, online platforms and social media promotion. Participated in community events, providing support, communication and teamwork.

2016                              British Heart Foundation, Birmingham – Volunteer

Assisted customers at tills, demonstrating strong interpersonal and customer service skills. Organised stock and worked cooperatively with team members.

2012-2013                     Be the Change Trust, Birmingham – Volunteer

Conducted research and assisted in organising workshops.

2010 to 2011                  EnlightenNext, London – Volunteer

Supported social media communication and digital outreach.

2010 to 2011                  Home of Mathematical Education, London – Private English Tutor

Delivering tailored lessons to students aged 8-18, demonstrating clear communication and patience.


2010 to 2011                  British Heart Foundation, London – Volunteer

Customer service duties including pricing and organising donations and assisting on the tills.

2003                              Jones Day Gouldens, London – Trainee Solicitor

Assisted with admin, documentation and office tasks, maintaining confidentiality and professionalism.

Education

2025 (12 Weeks)         Althaus Digital Cyber Bootcamp

                                      Online intensive training course. Key areas studied:

IT Support & Troubleshooting, Supporting Customers & Stakeholder Management Networking Models, Configuration & Troubleshooting, Operating Systems & Virtualisation, Cloud Computing, Cyber Threats, Malware & Social Engineering, Cryptography, DRP, BCP & Incident Response, Data Legislation & Ethics, Risk Assessment, Employability workshops, CV development and interview preparation

2014 to 2018                  Research Project

Self-study on comparative religion, critical thinking and textual analysis

2010                                Queen Mary University, London (Offer received, course never commenced)
                                        Masters in Postmodern English

2000 to 2002                 University of Law London

Postgraduate Diploma in Law

1996 to 2000                  Oxford University St Hughs College

B.A. Hons English 2:1

1989 to 1996                  King Edwards VI Five Ways

9 GCSE’s and 4 A Levels

Hobbies

I enjoy literature, both writing and reading. I also enjoy going to the gym, yoga and like to get out in the garden and enjoy cooking Indian food.

You’ve Been Close To Me

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Somehow you had taken over the wellness
And been aggressive about the illness
Because you didn’t want negativity
To sit within Thee on Thy holy throne
You had worked for against our will.

Still you seek first and second place
Having spoiled other’s lives all over the place.
Then you reason with the Book of Amen
Howl you across the table again!
No more staff speaking Zen! No more Zen!

It’s your acrostic time again – Mr Men
And you Roger Hargreaves timetable for me to amend
Intention and democratic invention
To imagine myself free from your face –
Tell it to the Angelic disgrace of Grecian places.

How you imagined yourself such a victor
When the game was not played from my side
Next to the lecturer and his asides when I was not competing
We’re you in the vicinity of others who were cheating
Holding on to your space likes dominion on time?

Is this what life is now – waiting for you to explode
And find your home overturned because of your modes
And admonishing nature for the trees of knowledge
And all your fans under the rooftops of the Colleges
Needing your name like we never had fake.

Fame has adored the ways you have sought
And I have shopped elsewhere to where I bought
Products so clear the expression of dejection
Where you sat beside me and measured your erection.
Those times are gone, such is the leader of life
While the throws of the world leave me searching for a wife.

AI Summary

Your poem confronts someone who seized control of “wellness” and weaponised positivity, dominating illness, emotion, and even time itself. You expose their hunger for victory, fame, and spiritual authority, all while you were sidelined, unheard, and forced to endure their ego, their cheating, and their theatrics. The poem becomes a reckoning with the humiliation, the false holiness, and the power imbalance that shaped your past. Beneath the anger is a longing for release — for a life not defined by their shadow, but by your own search for love, dignity, and a future that belongs to you.