Author Archives: montecyril

Am I O(!) so brave…!: A poem 

Back in school – was I so brave?  Even as I remember counting  the strands of the universe  to recollect my past lives! Is bravery  acquired(?)… or does it need to be  remembered, retrieved from the   flakes of your gene pool, DNA or RNA? I just  think this world is not conditioned  to understand bravery!Continue reading “Am I O(!) so brave…!: A poem “

Mother, if I found you again…Of course, I will: A poem 

Someday, I may percolate  like a distillation, into the   substance-quotient of a remarkable  chemical gravity! And then, I will  know that I am not merely residual,  but the entire process of transformation  Itself! This endlessness of it, being my   alchemy. And you can see at every  end, the Phoenix rises for a new  beginning. It isContinue reading “Mother, if I found you again…Of course, I will: A poem “

I despise you all selfish, ingrates, who act out of your own fear psychoses, to do injustice to me and defraud me! I have never been afraid of injustice to me! My enemies know that and take advantage and capitalise on my resoluteness to do my duty, despite their treachery! Shame on you, Anthony Albanese! It is you who are mortally afraid of your eternity! I will never forgive you! I just do my duty, despite all the treachery against me!

If I advocated for myself, it was only in vitrescent!: A poem 

I discovered I couldn’t bite the wind  with my teeth; but I could swallow  it gustily into my lungs! I discovered  I became altogether ambidextrous  with my penchant for nothingness!  It is as if by accident you realise your  abilities are more than what they seemed   to even yourself; like circumstantial evidence  that speaks volumes of your being, no mere brick wall, Continue reading “If I advocated for myself, it was only in vitrescent!: A poem “

You know, I walked through life like a phantom…: A poem 

You know I walked through life  like a phantom in an opera  revolting against their validation of me  in silent reprisal! There was always  that salient guerilla warfarer in me;  seemingly truant, seemingly absconding  from their imposing measures on me!!  You know the swamps want to amplify  the message to me…that I have no  recourse to anything or anyone, but  toContinue reading “You know, I walked through life like a phantom…: A poem “

I am disgusted and nauseated with you all appeasing Anthony Albanese or Prakash Saint Paul; or both if it suits you all against me!!! Should I prefer to fuck you all, even if I have no recourse to anybody, even those I did many favours too? Do you think I fear consequences?….

If I were unable, I am still capable, only reluctant…:A poem 

(Look how Albanese is pretending that he is losing…only to capitalise and bodygrab, the morphing creep!)  Somebody told me that I look so  arbutus arabesque in my simple visage.  And, all of a sudden, I feel all that   propositioning coming whistling back at me;  which I don’t intend to follow. Like  I feel so stable, steady, like an undulating  AC/ DC current electrifyingContinue reading “If I were unable, I am still capable, only reluctant…:A poem “

I agree! Climate change is the biggest con ever!…But I’m here to tell Anthony Albanese, that psychopaths only shed tears when they are faced with the prospect of shame! For, when they have the power over others, they continue to torment and treacherise their innocent victims, without remorse, guilt or conscience! I am not impressed by your crocodile tears, Albanese! Eternal shame on you!!!

I can’t have anyone on my side, because Prakash Saint Paul devours them! When I have none on my side, that’s when Anthony Albanese takes his chance at committing the most heinous treachery against me, because I am unprotected! Shame! Shame! Albanese. Talk of one cowardly evil vindicating the other! Really, Albanese has gotten away with his crimes and murders against me for too long!!! Punish him for eternity, dear destiny!!!!