Author Archives: montecyril

The world is horribly misled  In fact, it is like the living dead  Thank the media; which should be bled  It should be consigned to an eternal bed  Is there dirt on your girth  for not knowing who is worth?  Do you plan to sell Mother Earth  to people who were liars from birth?  TheyContinue reading “They call Trump: Nero; but he is actually a hero!: A poem “

How a ruthless evil has a trap and a lair  The treachery of Prakash, that I always have to dare  Yes, for endless time, he has made it for me a nightmare  His tyranny and treachery is a stinging murky glare  But I am profound, never-bound, without a sound  There is hope and love inContinue reading “The evil of Prakash: A poem “

The journey-fellow may be hard-pressed to travel  But he always feels the pain to farewell  There may be a mammoth blocking his front yard  But he is always onward like an intrepid diehard  These loans of stones are the metal for his drones  He knows that Dad and Mum are fit for mighty thrones  HisContinue reading “A tribute to Mum and Dad: A poem “

Every successive lifetime, is more travail than before  This lifetime, it has gone way past twenty-four  And we are legend, not just folklore  Can we ever reap what we sow?  Does a fire ever see its shadow?  Do we have to be ever-resilient in always stormy snow?  How much perspiration do we shed from headContinue reading “Eternally for you, my love: A poem “

I can’t give you the world, my love  it has too much suffering  I think I can give you an imaginary ring,  with a blessing, that seems the only thing  And may you have stars at all hours  Yes, there was life even on Mars  It is like a ladder, climb or descend  The past,Continue reading “I can’t give you the world, my love: A poem “