Author Archives: montecyril

Hey, you Dope Pope praying for makers of peace  did (who knows evil or good?) Donald Trump get your miserable piece?  Is Erodgan your Church’s timely lease?  He is an evil tyrant to say the least!  And how the Sultanate took holy Jerusalem!  Didn’t the Knights Templar fight against them?  How you ungratefully burnt these warriors at the stake?!  And then unremorsefully feasted on their cake!  Did all of yourContinue reading “Pope Leo the fourteen or Pope UnLeo the fishy?: A poem “

There was a thick mist over the battlefront. O!  how I came riding and bleeding to your door  My love for you is so immense! I don’t know,  if this stuff was fated for folklore!  And I know my cavalry and my score  I am defeated, but loyal and more  Still, I was proud of the tatters that IContinue reading “Is our love fated for folklore?!: A poem “

You see the bee that flies  thinks it can split the skies  with its sting and eyes  It believes its life never dies  You see that tiny ant  thinks it can scare an elephant  It believes it is a giant  more powerful than a tyrant  You see the hummingbird  thinks it is so loudly heard  allContinue reading “How wise am I?: A poem “

I can say I accept and don’t fidget with divine words  I don’t synthesize and digitalise the sounds I’ve heard  Do I need to feel certain that it should, eventually, all fall in place  Or take it in with sublime unexpectant grace  You see, these atoms that fit the molecules we live in  are only circling in an ignorance of believing  in theContinue reading “Our desires and those invisible fires: A poem “

You can’t tell me  we live only once  The immersion, the suspension of me; belied free  to be the universe’s shady tree  I know I am tinier than quarks and bosons  but I am the humongous eternity’s patience  There is nothing like: we reap what we sow  There are treacherous laws wherever we go  The wisdom in the bird cageContinue reading “The applause may or may not come after: A poem “

Was I too brave or too weak to chase  the ones I was sexually attracted to?  Did I close a headwaying conversation  with a clumsy and misty handshake?  Or did I simply stare emptily at wanting  and hesitating reluctantly to say yes to  a proposition; even when I struggled  with mountains between valleys of `yes’ or `no’  Something likeContinue reading “Do we climb ladders with libido?: A poem “

You can’t call me, God, out with your invectives  when you all did it for your own selfish motives!  I, God, sublimely subordinated myself and became vulnerable  And I bravely suffered; call out `I can’ from `Able’  There has always been Jacob and Lord Ram in me  who sacrificed so much for purpose and love for eternity Continue reading “Don’t call me out, blame it on yourselves!: A poem “

These golden strands silently occupy my mind  like cotton balls of golden fleece, I find  And myriad thoughts bloom into arias, divine  A little lamp illuminating like the sharpest shining light  Even in a struggle, who can say whose is blight,  when the warrior has never failed to be right  Vision is clairvoyance, not mere eyesight Continue reading “I struggle so much to set everyone free!: A poem “