Thank you to my followers and have a Happy New Year!

Hey Everyone,

I just wanted to wish you all a Happy New Year! And also to take this opportunity to thank all of you who follow me or even take the time to like my posts.

2018 wasn’t bad but I had to take time for my other career. I was studying for a very tough exam, and that meant cutting down on the amount I can create. However, after it was over, I realized that I’d be working for another corporate office. The bottom line is that I wasn’t posting as much as I should have, and to those people who follow me, I truly apologize.

Here’s what I can promise you. I want to make this more than a hobby. I want to make this a career because being creative is what stimulates me– it is my raison d’être. And as I get older I want to fulfill my passion for making art, whether it be through my writing, sketching and/or conversations with other people.

Here are three commitments or resolutions, that I want to make:

  • Finish the first draft of my Novel.
  • Publish our Podcast at least on a weekly basis.
  • And make uncompromising, amazing art.

Once again. Thank you for everything you do and please let me know what your goals are as well.

Sincerely,

A.R Minhas

A Being of Beauty

Beauty, I have awoken to you

Weren’t my catcalls enough?

This gentlemen’s club has disciplined me

I’m in the corner crying out for you

And you’re hustling for scratch?

You look sexy even when you’re

Swabbing the disinfectant

Dancing on the golden pole

Strobing sound effects

Twirling like a dervish

Spirituality in your sex revealed

I smell coconut

And your breasts are like industrial bleach

My cum is blessed and your mouth like a receptacle of a blue god.

Gurgling sound of a dishwasher

My sins are cleaned

I like how you vibrate and leave the map of your wetness

flower Girl full napa
“Flower Girl” Original artwork by A.R. Minhas (c) 2018

Look up!

The mirror reflects you, and you’re counting down the four songs

And I remember that money is no object for you.

And I’m hoping that this moment doesn’t end,

And if I could finger you

I would’ve left a bloodbath of love.

It’s the red of your lips that speak the name,

And the slight static your legs offer

Arc touch of razorblades creates endorphins for immortality.

And when it’s over

You talk to someone right next to me…

How cruel is that?

Maybe, you could hustle somewhere else

So I’m not reminded of the moment we shared

Is it too human to ask?

© A.R. Minhas 2018

Year of Regret

Raw silk, pure power

I feel the anger of drunk drivers passing by

 

She undresses in that winter moon

I lay naked next to you, and I feel you in heat

“Taste it, spit the seeds”

 

I’m a meat eater, but I’ll promise to drink more cranberry juice

And I promise

I won’t fall in love again

You saw what happened last time?

 

Coughed up a lung in love

Footed the bill

And my thoughts have become more bureaucratic

I know exactly what forms to fill out

 

Replacement heart on the way

Plus shipping and handling

 

 

I promise I don’t need anyone

You can ask my dreams

You can ask my bank account

And my investments are doing well too

 

Painting pictures of zero balances on my credit card

Could you imagine?

If you never made mistakes

 

Protein shake diets

I’m taking care of myself

And I don’t need anyone

 

Even if your touch leads to those special endorphins

It’s ok

 

There’s a new year coming up

And I’m sorry for repeating

But there won’t be any regrets anymore.

 

© A.R. Minhas 2017