Author Archives: montecyril

You know I came alone into this world without my twin sister, who died in my Mother’s womb to protect me! You know, I almost died too, from my brother, Jesus- reincarnate, jumping on my Mother’s belly when she was six-and-a-half months pregnant Of course, they love to call Jesus – God! Mark Rubio recentlyContinue reading “My salvo to you all!: A poem”

Would you be magenta if I were blue? Would love still be honey and dew? Would it still be true? Because as I nurtured the hope of you, darkness never seemed new! How much can I lose to gain? And what is the price of pain? Does thunder happen only in the rain? Is eternalContinue reading “Should I or should I shan’t?: A poem”

The prism in the skies refracts the light in nine shades, but goes dark in your souls! So what can you borrow, but the blemish from the skies and if you reflect on it with the mirror in your eyes, will you go beyond perceiving rather than merely seeing. If you could be the fortressContinue reading “The illusion of the rainbow in the skies!: A poem”

(I’d like to see the Quad meet without Anthony Albanese!) You know, how God desists from being a colloquy because he doesn’t want them to steal his lines… those who forage for the detriment of truth; so is dishonesty the better policy?! They can brand the subversion as the selfishness of God! You can imagineContinue reading “Don’t get confused by those who abuse God!: A poem”

You know, I did a correspondence course in literature And I wanted to be a renowned poet But very early in my life, I shut myself up like a cadaver in a revolving room falling from ceiling to floor from wall to wall on each side! And I felt my lines go dead like meContinue reading “This is what I adamantly warn you all about!: A poem”

What do I believe in, as the years fall like seasons into the earth of my skin? As if I touched myself in the creases, I’d feel my age jump out at me; and test my body that feels young, but crunches in action, with the trials of time. Do I believe in myself, likeContinue reading “What do I believe in?: A poem”

You know there has been so much age-old deceiving There has been so much chicanerous cheating Why do psychopaths only want forgiveness when they fear they are approaching, and want to avoid, comeuppance? Not because they are really sorry! But that is the least of my worry Think I could string the tragedy in theContinue reading “A poem to the hitherto cheaters of history and destiny!: A poem”