Author Archives: montecyril

I woke up in the morning Felt like I was hanging from a ledge Forgive the outpouring But my nerves are on an edge I know that this is something one has to put up with Every now and then, every bit I know I am my own boss, but this is writ And surely,Continue reading “I woke up in the morning in pain…: A poem”

You know I am not ashamed to say that I am feeling sore that you all made me feel like an imprudent whore when I only  spoke the truth Really! It is the cheating treacherous politicians that deserve the boot! Who maketh Sodom and Gomorrah? The one who pretends your emancipation, not the efficacious one!Continue reading “Beautiful lies are not for my eyes!: A poem”

(Based on the movie Star Trek V: The Final Frontier, and a monologue delivered by Captain James T Kirk – William Shatner) We travel to places where we have been before like migratory beasts, walking from shore to shore, from grove to grove, grassland to grassland; that’s how we discover the elephantine emotion in usContinue reading “Hey Wishmaster, I need my pain, to realise and self-aware myself: A poem”

To love: For you, I was made of stardust and solar flare Of everything that is alive in the air I just want to tell you, that it is mostly for you that I did dare! You think, sometimes to betray the divine is fine! But remember, it is cold stony ware! To Mother: SoContinue reading “Does subtlety hide behind the obvious?: A poem”

You are with all the gold and precious metals inlaid, All the emeralds and diamonds, of such value made How they posteritised you unjustly as Mary Magdalene’s maid? My eternal love for you, will have all that waived! O my Sarah, the spirit of my timeless alchemy The fire that purgates me and purifies me!Continue reading “O Sarah! My beautiful Sarah!: A poem”

The secrets interlocked in the shrouds of mystery were interlaced in your womb, where I gestationed only for six-and-a-half months, yet was wholesome; even though I lost my twin sister, and the doctors wrote me off at birth. O Mother, I knew the nurture of your mammalary even if I was too frail and unformedContinue reading “O Mother! My Virago from Mars, Neptune, Venus and the Sun!: A poem”