Author Archives: montecyril

I am Virgo and Sagittarius  like a rip curling through universal arias  Did I not seek to eternally dispel your fears  bringing to you, sustenance, with my sacrificial tears?  I have loved each creation’s star that deserved love  like an eternal warmth shining beyond above  Did you see my magnanimous treasure trove  has only but undying duty’s dove?   You know, IContinue reading “I am Virgo and Sagittarius: A poem “

Have the Democrats, rats, taken to cats?  The Imam’s barren moon is ball not bat  Can we hope and wish: Allah comes soon!  Haven’t we all changed our now salaam-sounding tune?  Yep! It is going to be, soon, Israel’s irrevocable doom!  And I am no Trump, but I am not dumb  The paedophile, Mohammed, makes me go numb!  Doesn’t the swordContinue reading “Have the Democrats, rats, taken to cats?: A poem “

A fishy Church spat on God’s birch  Did it find the deep sea, much better search?  Ugly lying omnipresent Saint Paul  was the writing on the Vatican’s wall  Libra has scales, so does Pisces’ God-forsaken fish, all  And the Piscean heaven, knows its sin took the den  Can you tell between homo and sapiens men?   You can see that evilContinue reading “Ugly lying Saint Paul doomed creation from the beginning: A poem “

I think I couldn’t cushion my elbow  on the tough leather of history  But I think I just could get my foot in your door  to tell you that brazen evil befell, without mystery  Do you know that wolves became dogs?  Metaphorically, it may have been the other way around  You can see that evil proudly logs  And innocentsContinue reading “A falling star through history: A poem “

(Evil Albanese, thank you for celebrating my weaknesses; Here is some more of my grief, for you to feed on!)  Tell me, if time has abated  Yet sacrifice and patience hasn’t waited  Why was I always frustrated  when the sharks have consistently alligated?  Tell me, how fishy Albanese got refills?  How he is permitted to have bodygrabbing gills?  just because evil Prakash Saint Paul spills  venom on justice’s frills!  Am I only run of the mill?  ThatContinue reading “Yes, keep me in the dark, as Prakash Saint Paul hijacks everything from my ark!: A poem “