Author Archives: montecyril

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 “

I’ll fuck Anthony Albanese and the Labor Party so bad in eternity, that they will have no recourse to anything. They think they can use Prakash Saint Paul’s treachery against me to their advantage. I’ll fuck them with no show of mercy, I swear!

Everyone will pay a heavy price for the crimes they commit against me! If I say I want to go from this world, it is not because I am afraid! It is because, at times, I feel weighed down by the injustices done to me! Don’t take me for granted just because Jashmina insists I exercise patience and restraint. I certainly know how to give my full-bodied response to you all! Nobody has the right to impose their wills on me! GET LOST!

You all have no courage to punish the culprit(s), you all put me on the receiving end of other people’s criminalities, you spineless creeps; forgetting that I suffered for you all! I’ll fuck you all, you garbage rot!