Author Archives: montecyril

Prices are rising like a tide  two-fold and even three-fold  I am downsizing long and wide  My purchases are no longer bold  My wallet feels helpless at the stores  And my needs are wanting and crestfallen  Money gets much less than before  Inflation’s beast is wildly appalling  Poverty is a very questionable breach  of civilisation’sContinue reading “Prices are rising: A poem “

There is no deceit in dishonesty killing lies  An action and word trapezing and never falling  Even failure that is abundant as fields, never fails  It is an ideophone for a success in posterity  Rampage is blind, even when the stake is good causes  There can be an unwelcome friend to avoid losses  Knives areContinue reading “Destiny takes its own time: A poem “

It is like waking up blind  The sunlight left behind  In a spidery alley  The accidental victim’s galley  Every comma in the footnote  spells the black pain in rote  Life’s blemishes of deluging rain  Hope’s grassroots in vain  It’s daunting when the drop is sheer  Courage like futile sweat and tear  Can’t figure out theContinue reading “Dear Mum and Dad: A poem “