Author Archives: montecyril

I thought it only was a poem! But it turned out to be a lifetime! I had no business with reason or rhyme But poor me, presumptuous me(!) Ever since I read the first line I thought I knew the story So, how come there was no glory? Then the mood changed Until I gotContinue reading “Only a place around the bend!: A poem”

Is my entire insouciant childhood coming apart like doors falling off their hinges with the force of treacherous storms, leaving my full pristine home open to the vilings of desperate thieving strangers? And I can’t help feeling that sibling love is so fragile; a testament to how things held sacred can be perversified by infringersContinue reading “I am like an eternally undying dimension!: A poem”

I uttered my candour and discovered amour The curtains parted, even this love darted! Must my worlds be hijacked and taken so that this distant unmanifesting love not be forsaken? How was I to know how the story should  go? Should I have stayed in bed? pretended I was dead? If love was only painContinue reading “She expects me to be everlastingly patient and restrained!: A poem”

I came out of the tortuous valley, I came back alive They dreamed I was dead, but their nightmare had arrived! In a manger, the inn keeper nodded helplessly at the side Who exactly valiantly died and who saved his own hide? Don’t implore of me not to bare and dare! The Church’s steeples liveContinue reading “God fights to save, but only dies in vain!: A poem”

Hey Albanese, I have foregone all your disguised chicanerous porn! But who is done and who has won? Are we making a mountain of a bun? Are you getting the submarine (yellow?) Or is it just icy deceptive saccharine? Aukus is dead as an Auk? Did you leap before you gawk? Where would you takeContinue reading “Ask yourself whether you deserve pardon or compassion, ANA?”

(Do you remember, you came from the fishy cold place that greedily dug Earth for gold, you gold digger?) Hey Albanese! Do you like it quick and easy, just like as fast as breezy?! But are you sure it’s not the deep freezy? Is Hard-on mere propagandised pornographic sleazy? Who goes on his/ her kneesy?Continue reading “Listen carefully to this ditty, antsy-pan(t)sy Anthony Albanese!: A poem”

I awoke, but didn’t feel woke Was that a bitter stroke? Attaining love is not as easy as Rum and Coke! I might as well choke! An apple broke my teeth as if it were toughened pork! So, I don’t dream of peaches and cream because the bloke of daggers and cloak wants my oldContinue reading “Funny little misdemeanour!: A poem”

(Based on the Broadway musical: Hadestown!) I remember then (!), that love is a vapour of mortality, impoverished as I am on the crossroads of belief and doubt. That this mortality shone in Persephone’s eyes, as she reflected, that love dies like the fire, that had a warm glow, but scathing to touch! As ifContinue reading “Hadestown; Is salvation the biggest myth?: A poem”