Author Archives: montecyril

Do you think I feel with certainty that the Universe was created with Atum-Ra’s wanking one night? And that he lost one eye soon after! I feel the pain of Horus, dark after dark, in his eternal quest of seeking justice, when there is none to have against Seth’s onslaught of morphing and abduction. WeContinue reading “I am sounding something to you all! Watch out!: A poem”

Mother, you can lift me up in the little nip of Saint Louis Napoleon that you had each day before you bed. I know the spiritedness in your travails, Mother; much like the spirit I borrowed from you – your unacknowledged energy, your unrequited sacrifice. I am a Braille child now in understanding you, becauseContinue reading “Mother, I dance in your memory!: A poem”

Does anyone think that I should conclude in death like a storm that raged and died never to rearise; Or like a Harrappan town blasted in nuclear onslaught! And should the chain of progenies disappear into oblivion If I am stranded today with inane juices between my thighs?! Would they long that posterity be ridContinue reading “I am a resolute spirit; none can make me redundant!!: A poem”

(Based on a film of the same title) I see you, sometimes falling down a cliff and then, flying above the ridge. Life always was a knife’s edge, and the act of striking the hot iron, between fantasy and fact; figment and fractal infinity! A dream of memories breaks you into a cold sweat, andContinue reading “Jacob’s ladder: A poem”