Author Archives: montecyril

Dad, this world was never meant for you and me  I walked the harshest desert, yet, it’s not the oasis that I see  The devil always gets his way, gets his way willy-nilly  He may have the trophy, but he will never walk free  They can think their fortune is in ruling the world  EvenContinue reading “Dad, you are my king, please don’t ever forget: A poem “

I can be death, I can be life, be both, and strive  I can be empty, or only half-full, and still be alive  Death doesn’t rule me like a domineering wife  I don’t despise it, I think it is a mere blunt knife  The shallow only appears deep to the ones that fear  I carryContinue reading “What lies beyond death…: A poem “

The figurines of reason and logic evaporate on my shelf  I may have forgotten my aspirations, but not forgotten myself  The tribulations of cause and purpose may last until twelve  But I know I can reach the height, if I keep the dig and delve  I have little periwinkles that stand the test of weather Continue reading “My silent claim to fame: A poem “

Though it is all my sweaty hard work,  the rewards are wanted by that evil jerk  He is much like a perennial cock-suck  He wants me bowled out for a duck  His batting is simply not done cricket  He is batting for an illegal free ticket  to paradise, where he will immediately sicken it  WithContinue reading “All about that man: Victorious Light: A poem “