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Albanese, Richard Marles and the evil Labor Party are bodygrabbing all of us. That is why I just don’t want to talk to all of you or don’t want any of you to visit me. And they are using Prakash Saint Paul to hijack the Liberal Party so I can’t go to the Liberal Party as well, even though my loyalties lie with the Liberal Party.
Anthony Albanese, don’t think your bodygrabbing will get you anywhere. You will end up in the deepest abyss
Hey Anthony Albanese, I know your treachery too well! You used my darling Jashmina against me all through. Shame on you. I curse you to eternal damnation with your evil complicit Prakash Saint Paul
Prakash Saint Paul is doing everything to sabotage me. And for the selfish interests of his family and himself. Mum, Dad and me will have to suffer for eternity if he gets his way. And I will lose my Jashmina for eternity. Think about us. How can you keep loving the biggest criminal of the ages over us to our doom
Meena, please divorce Prakash Saint Paul. Please! You do not know the damage he did to Dad, Mum and me. He didn’t even spare Jashmina
Even in the straitjacket, I am always free: A poem
Can there be a kind of hush all over the world, when so many different flags are unfurled? Everybody is looking at me with anticipation Am I here to choose my destination? Yes, I am the Supreme as much as I am a serf This immense pain I take on, is my glory and myContinue reading “Even in the straitjacket, I am always free: A poem “
A wormhole in the omnipresent space dust and rock: A poem
The virtue of sacrifice may be snubbed by fame and fortune like futile engravings on an ever-moving sand dune Does this get the selfless soul flattened out and cut? Or cracked open and spilled out like a nut? This tragedy can only shatter glass not steel For a fragrance is eternal even if seemingly surreal Continue reading “A wormhole in the omnipresent space dust and rock: A poem “
When stones begin to speak, they will speak of our love: A poem
I know I am not an authority on granting verdicts But I can say our patience deserves full marks That we have left tracks across the universe Its memory pangs for our each lifetime, every name And I know these oars on the stream were predetermined like encrusted emeralds that didn’t lose glitter For theContinue reading “When stones begin to speak, they will speak of our love: A poem “