My Captain King, you know I love you very much like a wind that wraps around this impervious castle to feel the presence of that indomitable castle – That it stands as if it were its own well-defended fortress! The plausibility of sentiment is met with such contradiction by annihilists of my Platonic love, that seek to defraud me so that even you are confounded by the treacheryContinue reading “O my Captain King, my love for you is eternally sworn!: A poem “
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I have everything I seek …in this waiting!: A poem
I am waiting…like in a dream as if waiting is all the dream has to offer like waiting is the subject of waiting itself like there is meaning and purpose in its sustaining And the woodwork becomes the substance of such purpose that like a light sworn to secrecy, despite my anguished whispers, becomes a meetingContinue reading “I have everything I seek …in this waiting!: A poem “
You and me. You and me. And you and me (forever): A poem
You know these citadels are all in vain They only have a brief life to tell Like empires marked by time whose emperors fall, but not after they’ve only told the world the story which was convenient for them to tell! There is no glory in boastful pride, but there is a sublime glory in humble pride! Those lines told inContinue reading “You and me. You and me. And you and me (forever): A poem “
Yes, I’d like to live in my own home…but…: A poem
You see I prefer to live in a home that’s all read about me, like my self-dedicated tome Not borrowed or rented But what love and happiness invented A home where each rafter is spilling with benevolent laughter And within be that cardboard shafter that says `happily ever after!’ Where there is kettle tea and the knowledge of being free AtContinue reading “Yes, I’d like to live in my own home…but…: A poem “
Me, Virgo, Monte Cyril Rodrigues!: A poem
I was born on the 8th of September 1964; under the sign of Virgo, but I was actually premature, at six-and-a-half months, so if I had wombed for the entire gestation; I’d have been born a Scorpio-Sagittarius cuspian! I am neither averse to any of the three signs, I just wonder if Mercury still rules me, then! Because at the timeContinue reading “Me, Virgo, Monte Cyril Rodrigues!: A poem “
My Dad, my True Love, and me: A poem
What did I inherit from my Dad? Some people say I remind them of him! But as I look at myself in the mirror I see no similarity, maybe I just can’t tell! He was always a story of past remembrances of the story of Dad and son, repeated every time in the hallways of history, recountable raconteuring in silence There are no mythsContinue reading “My Dad, my True Love, and me: A poem “
I know how to anathemise you all to your destruction (Don’t take me for granted!)!!!!: A poem
I never roamed the deep seas with an allegro, even an allegretto, of passion! If I did – I traversed them with the objective of seeking new lands to transfuse their soils with my blood and fertilise them, even when I accepted lower orders of creed or caste for the transmigration. I am a dragon, even as I was Ouranos once back!Continue reading “I know how to anathemise you all to your destruction (Don’t take me for granted!)!!!!: A poem “
As I am atop Mount Sinai!: A poem
I stand atop Mount Sinai and perceive all, feeling the strength and duty of the tablet-stone in my arms And I see the burning bush die out in embers – blessing the entire country with a saffron glow of revelation! And I direct forth my hands over the distant Promised Land! Were I not to greetContinue reading “As I am atop Mount Sinai!: A poem “
That home with my ancestral tree!: A poem
In the dark corridors of memory, I see a phosphorescence, a luminescence… as if all my ores of the past come shining back at me If a radiance clothes a memory as if its darkness was a beauty, itself, to explore with an old lamplight! I am charged like a particle that emits its own ions of fragrantContinue reading “That home with my ancestral tree!: A poem “
