Author Archives: montecyril

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 “

These brave stones are all in my bones  These little pedestals, I make my thrones  The universe is made up of two cones  The material and the spiritual; we are but drones  In the twilight hours, before sunrise,  when a nightly fire descends from the skies,  the dragon wished his Dad goodbyes  The tears stuckContinue reading “God is watching over the wise: A poem “

The tributaries: purpose meets endurance  like two swimmers in courage’s brilliance  No sun squints us, we have fists clenched  The swimmers are wet, but never drenched  I sniff at the strength, trace the long length  The lyric is all over: future, past and present  We have a distance, but the bridge is prescience  You haveContinue reading “Purpose meets endurance: A poem “