Author Archives: montecyril

I stopped with a jerk on the street!  My heart was sinking, but my soul upright!  What realisation made me feel such grief;  you know, I can tell; and I always have the means!  A lion suddenly materialised and began  playing the violin for me. And I envisioned a   tiny tenderness and an expanse of love  as if the grief of forsakingContinue reading “When I stopped on the street and your music played, my love!: A poem “

You know I was always a very good communicator  only struck dumb by an overwhelming treachery  as if my legacy to the world was only in gravelly monosyllables  And the lyrics that I never got to sing, were hardened like leather in a bard’s soul  You know that the winter rolled over me even on the hottest days  I could neverContinue reading “You know my monosyllables were only a vapour of silence!: A poem “

Do you think you can see my reflection on the moon?  What would PSP rather with his evil conniving spoon?  I don’t shudder at his evil tyranny, but really it should be gone!  There is more than repulsive him, though, that must be withdrawn!  I thought I loved like a beginning that knows the end in itself  But whose blatant exposure that takes everything onContinue reading “Do you think you can see my reflection in the moon?: A poem “

So now is a faraway ocean  with no dignity, that I cast it  beyond all starry realms  into the blackholes beyond the universe  where every fish needs to be  in its plasticated garbagy spaces  We should never covet the time  that led us to this realisation  But let it be foraged by its own flesh-grabbing  You can see,Continue reading “So now is a faraway ocean!: A poem “