These little lines in honour of you are a mere blink of ink in comparison to the great spirit of dignity of you! For, you were like a flame that burnt – but didn’t burn to chastise; and emblazoned to lend the nurture of warmth; like the sun, so full of fire but so apparently cool and forbearingly guardian! This was no parched desert of defunct lack of imagination, butContinue reading “Mother, all the ink is a mere blink in description of you!: A poem “
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While I don’t mind Antony Abbott; I hate the likes of Anthony Albanese and Antony Burke! Hey Albanese, you fishy creep; don’t play your dirty tricks on me! I’m warning you – I have been very patient with you!!! Just no forgiveness!
Now that I have said it, will Albanese seek recourse to being the miserable eunuch that he is… FAGGOT!
Donald Trump, if you have any gratitude in you; you would not let the things that are being imposed on me happen to me. I am just warning you that I will have recourse to largescale destruction. Don’t ever expect me to forgive Anthony Albanese. Don’t expect me to go about meeting a Dr Anthony! I will never forgive Anthony Albanese! Shame on those that try to compromise me!!!!!
This silent light that is you, Dad!: A poem
Did I perceive this memory as a remembrance within itself; Did I envision this light as a light within itself, brilliant and self-sustained! As if there was no new discovery in the switchover from kerosene lamps, to halogen, to neon. That these were just passages in lifetimes! For I always felt the luminosity of the mostContinue reading “This silent light that is you, Dad!: A poem “
No more I love you…Or what?!: A poem
I just thought that I felt the foundations, the furlongs, the forbearance, the fortitude! I am certainly not given to foppery! Though, I suddenly heard the lyrics: No more I love you(!), playing in my head…for good reason, or bad? Changes are falling by the wayside now, these changes that I faced inadvertently, but culminated in circumstance… I have been incredibly brave,Continue reading “No more I love you…Or what?!: A poem “
Did the moon fall or did the tide?: A poem
Does the moon fall or does the tide? How does one decipher the paradox of existence when we feel we float in the present or the future(?) and we are still rooted in the past? Do I already have a trumpet of triumph or a clarion call of war, despite my humility?! Is there an exotica in being implicit and secretive and cryptic? Or have IContinue reading “Did the moon fall or did the tide?: A poem “
The visitation at midnight: A poem
Do you know that Genesis was a borrowing from its Akkadian myth(?); no myth, but an actual reality! Elohim were the Anunnaki! I just sit by to contemplate, that Eden on the banks of the Mesopotamia was not a very ancient occurrence; could not have been more than 200,000 years ago! If Enlil was land, and Enki was water, and AnuContinue reading “The visitation at midnight: A poem “
Consubstantiation: A poem
Where does a beginning begin, if it is self-consolatory to pick up a piece in the middle and be lost in the impression that it is the beginning! If you can rally around the underscored fact that truth must have had a beginning itself… Or could it have zeroed in, becoming itself without a beginning, evolving out of a chasm ofContinue reading “Consubstantiation: A poem “
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