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So sad for Anthony Albanese, he sorely doesn’t want to be his teeth! Then he should lose all of them, shouldn’t he? How come I lost so many of my teeth, that I can’t even chew my food, when I made a bodygrabbing shark like him win, and twice that too!

Where do I stand with you all?: A poem

I know this travel/ travail, and my armour being the trappings to tolerate the jungle; even a jumble of deeds resonates, like fierce howls of wolves. The battle cry is no herald of victory, for a Trappist who retained his austerity but forgot his silence. My Goddess has sensed my frugality of action turning into friction! She cautions me, but leaves me to my own devices. I am Platonic inContinue reading “Where do I stand with you all?: A poem “

My universe of love is trapped in a matrix of treachery!: A poem

(Anthony Albanese, are you going to celebrate my weaknesses for eternity? What are your weaknesses? Being rife with treachery and deceit?) Where can I go, if not to persuade and dissuade? Like they were the flowers and thorns of the same garden! How should I discern when I visited this enterprise of my love that my truth would scold you, but not holdContinue reading “My universe of love is trapped in a matrix of treachery!: A poem “

Do I have kith or kin, or just a lifeless poem?: A poem

I have no elephants on my backseat No monkeys to hand over treats The duck is nowhere near my lazy feet The fish has got me beat I’m just not going to savour the sweet It’s all the imbalance in my teeth You can’t make me, no more donkey, to repeat Even the ass won’t claim that feat I’m just thinking nobody can, me, unseat If you think I’m a ruthless cheat! Let itContinue reading “Do I have kith or kin, or just a lifeless poem?: A poem “

I don’t belong anywhere: A poem

Do you think I’m a pedagogue in a guild When I feel that I am just a brainchild Hiding in a no-man’s land, like an island Even truth being exhausted from my gland I’m very tired but here I stand As if to invoke no one, because none can understand You see I have no illusions but a wall AndContinue reading “I don’t belong anywhere: A poem “

To Saint Paul, the Church, Anthony Albanese, the Labor Parties, the Left, the UN, the EU, the deep sea, the Moon, Allah and all the origins of conspiracy against me!: A poem

You know you can’t widow a bird from its Godhood When that little lyrical bird dies it flies to its God; doesn’t drop into the sea! I was tailor-made to do my duty You can’t now keep crushing me by throwing chess pieces at me You can’t even have anyone I love, for with your relentless crimes against me, you chose to dispossess me. I am notContinue reading “To Saint Paul, the Church, Anthony Albanese, the Labor Parties, the Left, the UN, the EU, the deep sea, the Moon, Allah and all the origins of conspiracy against me!: A poem “

Joseph, Mary and James: A poem

What does it take to believe the brave trapeze artists of eternity, or the villains that downsized them due to the shocking abduction of truth. There is a vacancy that looms between Galilee and Rome, because so much fact is hidden in the archives, the stealing from history, to reinvent a religion to be made corrupt; and theContinue reading “Joseph, Mary and James: A poem “

I am just Trumpeting my MAGnificent love!: A poem

There is no alternative to my trumpeting I flew across the continents with the MAGnificent where the West seemed like a limbo of propagandists And I still had orange hair caught in my fingers from a silent caressing. Do you know everyone thought we were defeated, how they tried; and how they cried thereafter for their unseemly evil. YouContinue reading “I am just Trumpeting my MAGnificent love!: A poem “

I only made a choice, but it took away my voice: A poem

How could I feel the gnawing, of grief in silence, without crying, and know that this illusion of being home was not mine, since there was no picture of you? And feel I reside with such unkind reservation that keeps me from not shattering the windows and plucking out the thunder from the skies without the lightning piercing my heart? What stores the gold of the soul I sharedContinue reading “I only made a choice, but it took away my voice: A poem “

I’ve put the silence in my feet!: A poem

I can see every cloud passing not just a fleet, but every bit of sky It can be a non-descript end When did it ever begin; what’s left to defend I just feel there is no shallow or hollow When there is no solidarity with the field Who can question me, when there is nothing to listen to? Even the whistleContinue reading “I’ve put the silence in my feet!: A poem “