I didn’t shatter my soul in broken mirrors And I studiously tapped wood when I breathed about the good things in my life. I turned back when I saw a black cat. I religiously never walked under ladders. I didn’t know about opening umbrellas indoors, or I’d never do that. I didn’t cut cake beforeContinue reading “Do we know better now (in our modernity)?: A poem”
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I coukdn’t talk about my pain, suffering and sacrifice all my life because of the constraints. And I feel sad that my darling Jashmina has been compromised. But I am beginning to care a fuck!!!
Only evil Prakash was not hijacked by the Labor Party. Because Prakash hijacks everything that is mine! And everyone fears him. But, in fact, Prakash is a laborer to the core of him!
The Labor Party and lab-rats have always tried to checkmate me by marrying my sisters into their folds. Do you now see why I sacrificed all my aspirations for all your safety
John Howard didn’t like Glen, because Glen was a labourer. That was one of the main reasons Glen left you!
John Howard was very nice to you Baby. Chris came into your life because of Julia Gillard, though Chris will never admit it!
Hi Baby (Veronica), I want to tell you a secret I kept for a long time. It was Julia Gillard who instructed the incumbents at ANZ to give you a hard time. And make you redundant. At least she told them to give you a good parting package! Selfish Albanese wouldn”t even have done that. It was John Howard who made you CEO!
Where are the bees of my heart?: A poem
You know, I look at my past lives like flowers lazily tossing their heads at my window If I were to take the enchanted path And discovered that it holds precious little And, yet, how much precious lot have I lost like vintage coins misplaced somewhere in this lifetime! I saunter in a meadow, inContinue reading “Where are the bees of my heart?: A poem”
