Author Archives: montecyril

It wouldn’t cause my death if my poetry was consigned to oblivion,  but would I feel my death if I would abandon it altogether  I construct a creation that teaches me to live to die and die to live  The life of a short-lived fragrance and flower each day to perennially relive  I have seldom reckoned that life, in its complexity, is very simple  IContinue reading “Should I blame my own creation for the existence of Beelzebub?: A poem “

PSP, I feel so encouraged by your relentless ignoble deception,  that this treachery can beguile me, but I still laugh at your desperation,  because it gives me the determination to return your cabal with capability  though I have no inclination to see the damages done to my loves and loyalties  I have an imagination to defy perpetual perpetratorsContinue reading “PSP, do you realise the default of your treachery?: A poem “

Did you think you deserve to be taken beyond Anubis  into the highest chambers and be absolved by the  verdict of Maat? Or better still, be whisked past   the gathering of celestials and cherubs blowing  mellifluous tunes on golden trumpets, and grace  the highest abodes? I am certain, wickedness   never condoled its hapless victims, so it should  not be condoned. You think my heart should swell  with benevolence at your begging whine, now that   your own insolentContinue reading “Destiny will never desert the righteous: A poem “

You can tell me that you gave the world love  when the Old T was out paged by the New  Or hide that your baptismal waters broke off  the umbilical cord with the truth  So, it must manifest the imposing false light  and spread all over from the Ephesians to the Corinthians  and the Acts of a lying actor who despisedContinue reading “Do we see a bad moon arising, or just keep eyeballing the fish of the sea?: A poem “

I think I can pat the invisible air  like my long-gone pet’s hair  even to spare a little consolation  Does heart defy mortification?  You can see I parade my emblems  when the pain flagellates my anthems  But I still think of pirouetting, dancing   in the sky, rife with romancing necromancing  Cobalt-blue pictograms fall into words  as if they wereContinue reading “I somehow manage the pain: A poem “

Even if I passed out of existence for a moment  the clouds would pick me up and put me back  Everyone seems to be leech-preaching to me  like a torment; I don’t give a thought to such rain  I don’t apologise for breaking the premises of your  inclinations, I didn’t, in the first place, ask for all  your invitations. A camel only prefers its desert Continue reading “My gravitas can sink treachery through gravity: A poem “

Trump, I have always placed you on the highest pedestal  But you must know there is an unavoidable, involuntary, hasty dismissal  of that castle that is mined to exploitation, by the hangman’s bustle  This sordid executioner who slays my protagonists with his manipulative whistle  How can my magic end up so sardonic, caustic, cynic and toxic?  Does that witch (PSP) haveContinue reading “Trump, I have always placed you on a pedestal: A poem “

(Don’t undermine God’s elasticity; forgiveness is only granted to those who deserve it!) How could you all admonish me for my dignified unacknowledged resistance?  How could you think perseverance could humble to misdirected insistence?  I only took the initiative to lead you away from a misnomed garden of Eden whose fruit were pruned to be eaten by ghostly hyenas arising from aContinue reading “How could you all admonish me?: A poem “

How to say the ablest things  that sound like the sounds of living wood,  only that deceased with an impetuous push  Would you wish the tissue against your lips,  stifle the burp..stifle the ill-fated word  as it fell into the laps of the world  too soon to be picked up by the illegitimate  referee’s whistle, in fact, a wishmaster  eager toContinue reading “Would you dare to aspire, then?: A poem “