Author Archives: montecyril

Those Lab(or)-rats have no shame, guilt or conscience!: A poem 

(Anthony Albanese, you lout, you were the Pope Clement the V who conspired to burn me, Jacques du Molay, at the stake! Shame! Shame! Commit Suicide!) You know, when the temple bells toll  and the chants rise in crescendo(!),  The priestess vocalises her slipping  into another world, and her lips part with fire!  Then she speaks about rains, harvests  and battlefronts;Continue reading “Those Lab(or)-rats have no shame, guilt or conscience!: A poem “

Prakash Saint Paul, don’t ever tell me `main jaa raha hoon!’ again! You know your survival depends on me; on what you can both bodygrab and vampiricise from me; and how you can treacherise me for your own lease of life! It has been an eternity like this! To this day, I say AA, you too can fuck off! PSP you know your worth too well! Shame on you!!!!

The mendicant has fondlings in contrariness; that makes him magician!: A poem 

Do you think that what seems, is  what actually is? Is there azure   in the skies or aquamarine or Lapus lazuli  in the sea? I am of the knowledge that  light refracts and gives us the colours   we perceive! I am red and green blind!  I discovered that when I failed the   Ishiwara test when I was twenty-one;  to my dismay!Continue reading “The mendicant has fondlings in contrariness; that makes him magician!: A poem “

Is Atlas in need of help (not the wrong help of the Wishmaster!)?: A poem 

You know the sheafs of truth and justice  are not malleable, yet are like an eternal grassy   meadow; that swing to the winds of time,  but perennially stick to the earth, and have  a fire of the Sun in their blades! Those who  have lived to be immemorial edifices of duty  know that memory is not a forgottenContinue reading “Is Atlas in need of help (not the wrong help of the Wishmaster!)?: A poem “

Oh! How I remember Mars!: A poem 

If I could remember a land that was  as warm as a cherry-tree, but not red  alone, and never dead! But rainbows  of every hue, cascading over mountains   and streams, and valleys meant to be the  receptacles of fecund civilisations. Civilisations  that basked in advancement while also   honouring their rusticity! The childhood laughter  rang in its alleys, like those starships flying in its skies; Continue reading “Oh! How I remember Mars!: A poem “

Can I not depend on anybody?: A poem 

You are all subjecting me to a  falsification of my values. My poor axioms and principles  like an island surrounded by an antagonistic, hostile sea!  Or by a maze, where I can’t seem to find the Minotaur  Who will befriend me and raise my coat of arms!  Is any heraldry of me, meant to be?!   That you all expect me to carry theContinue reading “Can I not depend on anybody?: A poem “

I do not want the Centrelink pension whether it comes from Liberals, Labor or any other entity! It is just being manipulated against me! And you think I like to be called a risk to society and mentally unstable for daring you all for your peanuts that you all fling at me! Believe me, nobody in history has gone away unscathed for committing crimes against me! Should I warn you all before I tell you all to FUCK OFF!

What does Moses (Pharaoh Akhenaten) have to say?: A poem 

If you realise there is much beatitude   in my beauty, then wash my feet at your  sepulchers! For my dignity was, all along,  reciprocated with much indignation! If you  all have the courage to fill your souls with  rectitude?! Would the tabernacle of Moses  (Akhenaten) feast after leaving Tel-el-Amarna?  After Egypt, where his older brother Smenkhkare   (Aaron) followed hisContinue reading “What does Moses (Pharaoh Akhenaten) have to say?: A poem “