Author Archives: montecyril

Look at the mileage you all (from me) got  It was I who, silently and alone, suffered and fought  despite being, all along, in the foot, shot  I didn’t even stop to pick out the blemishes, spots and dots  The trees can never be freed  The moon can go on and freeze the seas  Is the world listening to theContinue reading “You all have never been in a hurry to say and really mean: Sorry!: A poem “

Prakash Saint Paul thinks he can eternally win  by stealing everyone’s identity and underpin  This foundation of mine has stood its ground  Despite being rapined by him all around  And I am a fortress despite the undeserved shame  For the sins of unscrupulous others, I have taken the blame  Do they have a conscience that their evil reign Continue reading “I am God Ouranos; my fortress is in pain; is it in vain?: A poem “

I take the Paul out of Pauline Hanson  and then, I think, she is very handsome  For she stands up for some ignorant women  who don’t understand that their religion is vermin  And you can see the flood of poison  because the Labor Party has let that be immigration  Men who spite the hands that feed them Continue reading “I take the Paul out of Pauline Hanson! Then, she is very handsome: A poem “

I wonder if my old wounds hurt  more than the fresh ones  I apply dignity and humour,  like balms, on them  I seldom cry  I am no novice to pain  Is the history of the universe to blame?  I live with it, anyway, in this life’s stream  I wonder what the sky would feel like  ifContinue reading “Can a universal law be made when the skies are divided?: A poem “

This is an eternity  folded like a letter in my pocket  Even if I didn’t read it again,  I had memorised it  I think of the star greater than all  that birthed the universe  like it was its creation’s soul  And I thought of the treason, the crime  that orphaned creator from His toil  And I forage helplessly inContinue reading “The ignoble’s victory has the oddest sound: A poem “

My cells breathe the wind and sunshine  as if they know the reason and rhyme  of life and time  And there are no punctuations and commas  A freeway without traffic lights, or cars  until death’s stars  And this day and night, my senses behold  as I watch passed lives become alive and bold  like heatContinue reading “Communion and awakening; and purposed hesitating: A poem “

You may figure out if the universe  is alone; and beyond it, nothingness  But you may reckon that there could be   tiny specks of photons in a vacuum  intelligent enough to turn energy into form and life  In Jainism, it is believed that  we can all ultimately become Gods,  after seemingly endless cycles of reincarnating,  responsible for our own creation  Is creationContinue reading “We could be at an end or beginning: A poem “

The sun that lived between the age  of the universe and now  never changed colours,  But it may, before it thinks it is its business  to take us all in a gigantic burst of explosion  How must life seem in hell,  where the lights never go out?!   I can see that many of us live in a sea ofContinue reading “Whisper between the sun and moon: A poem “

G20, you think you did much more than plenty!  Do you actually know what came out as your identity?  You were in fact left with just nineteen!  Whatever you COP, it topped, a burger with nothing in between!  And you can turn left or right, you cut a very sorry plight  The celebration was a fakedom; with smoke and no light  WhateverContinue reading “What a laugh, G20!: A poem “