Hey Herzog, is it a one-night stand?: A poem 

Hey Herzog, before you board your plan to Australia  I am going to tell you, what I think of ya!  I don’t need any cock and bull?  I’m sure I know cotton from wool!  Do you think Albanese or Labor loves Israel?  I’m sure his fishy face is thinking what the hell?  He is more bodygrabber before his yell!  I just want him to be put in a prison cell!  NowContinue reading “Hey Herzog, is it a one-night stand?: A poem “

I never sought help; but I had a dream!: A poem 

Would I have you believe  that I wanted two cats in the yard?  Just the flowers would suffice…  those that you brought home; pearls in the skies!  I am just hoping to stick around  till I have you, again, found  I paved the brick road to my dream  And it wasn’t just the colour red in the stream!  Dad, I broke all the chains andContinue reading “I never sought help; but I had a dream!: A poem “

Albanese, you laborer, how would you confess your dirty work?: A poem 

Do you think the sun would turn lilac if I cried?  Or all the constellations of the Zodiac would swerve into my arms?  Have you got all your loyalties transfixed; or must you lie low  Because evil has wings, talons and everything that can subjugate you all!  And what about my tears, would it suit anyone near and dear! Continue reading “Albanese, you laborer, how would you confess your dirty work?: A poem “

I am sickened by the torture, and sodomised by the treachery!: A poem 

Do you think I can keep alive by the villainy against me?  Run your lives in the batter of evil banter, and ruin mine?  I just undergo the carnage; but what do you all reckon?  Where are your loyalty and gratitude and what should be my weapon?  Should I be ferocious even when I feel I am dying; can I sustain the lying?  Do you thinkContinue reading “I am sickened by the torture, and sodomised by the treachery!: A poem “

And should you know two millennia belonged to Paul, not Jesus!: A poem 

Did all the nuns at Sunday School help you  get your sign of the cross to practised perfection?  And did they teach you to end it with an Aye-men!  Sometimes Christianity, for all its lies, can be candid.  But they didn’t tell you Amen came from the Egyptian Amun!  I just think Christianity is a religion that gropes on all fours  asContinue reading “And should you know two millennia belonged to Paul, not Jesus!: A poem “

Hey WordPress, do you have any conscience or shame that you tried to frustrate me so much because I did not submit to Prakash Saint Paul’s villainy? And do you think I wish for any leader’s blessings (even Trump’s) if they become part of Prakash Saint Paul’s treachery! I really feel that you are all grossly perverted if you cannot stand for truth and justice!

What would you all know about me?: A poem 

Do you all think I languished  for all these decades, barely euphonious,  having my aspirations back strapped  into a heavily occluding cloak?  Was I just to gravitate into  a mitigation of sorts, with a sacrifice?  I did not seek the revelry of congratulations,  recognition, acknowledgement! Could I have obtained it  through fragmentation of self. It certainly  is not in my repertoire ofContinue reading “What would you all know about me?: A poem “

I am waiting, waiting!: A poem 

Can I kick the ball as well as I can grab it?  I just think that no one ever told me  that I am too old to play; My team  is made up of old fogeys, who still  believe that their belief stands tall  Sometimes, I think I push them too much  as if my mentoring doesn’t blow the whistle  and there neverContinue reading “I am waiting, waiting!: A poem “

Sometimes, to walk backward as much as forward!: A poem 

Do you think anyone can invalidate candour or honesty?  Is a memory an illusion or a reality, that you’ve picked up  from some distant recollection? How the stars exist  in our vision beyond their lifetimes? Do you think I would  just hastily valediction a past because it brings me pangs   of pain.  There is a love that overlaps every brigade of change.  From times when there was no script,Continue reading “Sometimes, to walk backward as much as forward!: A poem “

I love my baby girl Jashmina, I love my dad, I love my mum, I love my siblings, I love all those who I love. Of all the leaders of the world, I love Donald Trump the most! I simply love him! Fuck you all, who want to bring Donald Trump down! I cast you all into the deepest abyss for eternity!