Author Archives: montecyril

The leopard (Pard Leo) in the Vatican is a lame duck not Leo  Those ventriloquists behind the scenes have orchestrated all the Theo  They claimed the lie, hijacked and hid the truth, misrepresented all that is Deo  And you know the fish they kept for two millennia is not at all yellow  You know allContinue reading “The Pard Leo in the Vatican: A poem “

When she was born, I swore that she would be wed  to my Dad; and it happened as I said  For I was her father-in-law and her son  Like so many times in past lives it was done  And she was always innocent, but had a wisdom so dear  She was blessed with an immenseContinue reading “My Mother: A poem “

Fuck you all to your doom! May the tide of catastrophe strike you all soon May you all suffer, eternally, the moon! Cancer be your contagion from its spoon Nobody cared how much I suffered They only cared for what evil proffered I will see that I go to my death, emptying all your coffersContinue reading “Fuck you all to your doom: A poem”

None of you have any courage!  Shame! Shame! Is my message!  I am the only one that fought  Even though evil had me in a knot  How easy it is to serve treachery!  That is what you all have shown me  The ones dear to me, only did fear  to displease Prakash Saint Paul, whichContinue reading “Shame! Shame! None of you have any courage!: A poem “

Jashmina, is Delilah  what you are?  I know you are my Sarah,  so why deceive my forlorn star?  To you, I’ve been kind and generous  How come you leave me feeling furious?  I swore unconditional love to you,  don’t you think I should get my due?  Did the evil Left place you under duress?  IsContinue reading “Jashmina, is Delilah what you are?: A poem “

Did I chase the eternally soulful divine?  It just clasped my tree like a vine  How do I know strength in infinite lengths  when subject to all that evil vents?  I felt unbearable pain and unexpressed fury,  yet, I never relinquished my selfless duty  I am aware that sacrifice is my priceless beauty  in theContinue reading “Prakash Saint Paul’s treachery seems greater than my miracles: A poem “

Did Job realise, that wisdom is no haste?  That when he was laid to waste,  he finally discovered grace?  And though I never thought about winning the race,  I knew I was never outpaced  My attire and shoes may be unlaced,  and if you think poorly of me, just in case,  I’ll tell you IContinue reading “Did Job realise…?: A poem “

Goodbye everyone!  I have none!  Treachery forever tried to have me undone  I never do arrive, but yet I come  There is a hidden record in the stars and sun  of who are all that is scum  I recall all the tales from the most ancient times  And I remember all my many lines  ItContinue reading “Goodbye, Everyone!: A poem “