Author Archives: montecyril

When you think you are the greatest civilisation on earth  When you think you are where history, itself, took birth  When you think the entire world should know what you are worth  The pictograms of the future leave you convicted of paydirt  I can see you think you have a historic right to grab sea and land Continue reading “The pictograms of the future: A poem “

O my poor India, I don’t know if you’ve been hijacked  By the arms of the treacherous, have you been knick-knacked?  Is your destined future irrevocably packed?  Your partitioned sea of a neighbour has you hacked!  Have you, against the wall, helplessly backed  Sometimes, the evil on your own soil can have you cracked!  Dilli was a heart that was so often whacked Continue reading “My poor India, have you been hijacked?: A poem “

O Mercury, did the Western Europeans hear you cry  over two millennia, when they did, you, deny?  Now they think they can hunger for the moon  because their greed doesn’t want to miss out on any boon  Do you wish to flush them out off your soil?  Does their treason make your blood boil?  You are the crier of the sun Continue reading “O Mercury, did the Western Europeans hear you cry?: A poem “

Have you counted all your misbegotten victories  on your pretentiously humble knees?  What do you ask for in prayer,  an outer evil darkness be our layer?  How does the deep abyss become our tower?  Only Christian preachers know that power!  And we know that every successive Pope does hope  that the lie is what everyone prefers toContinue reading “Pope unLeonine, call out the liar; put out his lamp!: A poem “

Is love a mere thought?  Where do you feel it? Where is it fraught?  Is there a creation in blood and genes?  Is it more than a quantitude of imagination breaking all seams?  We may be vulnerable to fancy, fetish and infatuation  And there is a craving beyond imagination  But have you discerned between companion and soulmate?  Would you just be resigned to aContinue reading “Is love a mere thought?: A poem “

Am I in a box of quantum of strangeness?  The Supreme knows his microcosmic fix  The largest of us may amass the least  There are countless possibilities that make the tiniest’s feast  And the Supreme steps out to make destiny  There is a brink of destruction and there is an expanding corporeal seam  God is a superposition like an impossiblyContinue reading “Am I in a box of quantum strangeness?: A poem “

The years may have taken a few things apart  but not the soul of love and the heart  There is no precipice in that belief  but an expanse that its truth beckons  every time that this love is remembered  Spirit knows how it can be reinvigorated  I can hear a pitter patter of paws  running all overContinue reading “My Phoenix, my trump of love: A poem “

I had to orbit you  and you had to orbit me  Providence couldn’t have it any other way  over all those lifetimes of endearing truths.  I can break into a million bits  thinking how the snapping of a thread can fit?  Yet, we may think ambiguity and doubt  but the fountain resources itself  There are strings thatContinue reading “O Mother, O Dad, I assure you, eternity has a design: A poem “

I woke up amid  the strings of the universe  and felt like a puppet.  How should I never take a bow  between two ends?  And feel the means is God  wedded to a cause  because He is universal subordination and vulnerability  And my legs stretched  and my arms did too  and I spun and pirouetted much more thanContinue reading “The puppet tugging at destiny: A poem “

I have walked so far into the desert  that I have known only suffering and aloneness  having to fend for myself against much cruelty  without recourse to anything or anyone  What did I distance myself from  that every tread of mine was hijacked by evil  trying to lead against the skewed beliefs of the civilised world  who couldn’t free themselves ofContinue reading “A little wish for a big change: A poem “