Author Archives: montecyril

Your bull’s labyrinth is certainly no silver castle  I don’t want to borrow from the night, its ship   that lodged itself in the biggest deserts. I never had cats  for pets. You can say that I never liked any of those misbegotten   civilisations that conspired against me; be they   Egyptian, Sumerian, Babylonian or Indus!  You can see that Moses (Akhenaten) was not wrong   in wanting to turn EgyptContinue reading “I’ll fuck that Neo Ark Cradle!: A poem “

(You dirty creep Prakash Saint Paul, I’ll still keep challenging you, even if Trump dies out of you and your minions eating, sodomising and rapining him! Didn’t your evil Piscean deep sea make so many of my heroes die cruelly and prematurely all through history! Did that daunt me?) Your psychology is like a fishContinue reading “I am being overloaded with the talk of the goodness of listening; but sorry, I am not going to listen! Fuck off!: A poem “

(I never ever felt daunted by them making my Jashmina part of the treason and Matrix against me! Shame on the Matrix of Prakash Saint Paul and the Piscean deep sea! Do you all connive to make my honesty about my suffering seem like crying to facilitate and abet the treason against me?)  I had nimblyContinue reading “The beauty of love is snapped shut in cages by the wisdom of the wicked!: A poem “

O Dad! Do you see that I really want a colossal  rock to fall on Canberra, when all the politicians  of Australia are having a sit-in together! These   chameleons, locusts, gay parade, have words  of deceit falling like evil thorns from their mouths.  How I wish their gluttonous teeth would fall out in the same manner?!  I have no friends among them, they all have anContinue reading “O Dad! I have no recourse to anyone! But I have obscenities for all! “

(Hey Angus, you certainly missed my bus! Fuck off!)  Hey Albanese, what do you think is your whip?  All you fucking politicians want to avoid your guilt trip!  Did you not try to blackmail me with Ziggy, you fucking blip?  The matrix of you is so sick, it has tried every trick?  Why does the sickening ABC broadcastContinue reading “Hey Albanese, you all bit your own  lip!: A poem “

How I can remember wisdom in a solitude  and the foreignness of being advertently distant  Like a cloud on the horizon, so large,  But can never be reached  I can only tell you, how different we are in our love  I am so convicted, and feel its urgency  And you have always claimed equipoise and instilling patience in me  Should my dutyContinue reading “O baby girl, Jashmina, how do I reach out to you…?: A poem “

Though I am prone to soliloquy  I know I have no option, but live in such   laughing parody. This paradise is only  an arm’s length between me and I.  But should I think my thoughts and words  are in a slipstream permeating through   my walls into the world yonder, and heard  eagerly by everyone. Should I sayContinue reading “This I swear, even if I have to bid bye!: A poem “