Would I dream, if not just of peaches and cream but tribulations of an upward stream? Would it be just a little gleam? Would I believe that the sun hides after sunset? Did I venture to make it seem this sacrifice is like a bet that prevails over everything, yet? I’ve never been the lackey of untruths Did youContinue reading “Would I dream, if not of peaches and cream?: A poem “
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Discern between righteousness and evil good!: A poem
(Hey, you dirty creep Prakash Saint Paul! Acting like the victim and trying to solicit my sympathy, and committing treachery against me at the same time? You think you can get away with your most heinous crimes and murders by hoodwinking me?) Where does eternity lie, in which flaw? Where do your souls repose, in which jaw? Continue reading “Discern between righteousness and evil good!: A poem “
What should be the final account of everything?: A poem
Do you think I should repose in which corner, if my rest is made grievous solemn by treachery? That I should linger in the space of each nook and cranny… and not desist to part ways, if the smugness is the hors d’art of evil? I am just irate at the liar (Prakash Saint Paul) takingContinue reading “What should be the final account of everything?: A poem “
How fortunate is evil?!: A poem
(To Anthony Albanese and Prakash Saint Paul, the protagonists of evil…) Do you think I must bathe in the desertification of my soul? It seems like an agony of eternity! Should I lay the wreath on my own grave! That God should walk again and again, bravely to his fate where the entrails of time only ever-lastinglyContinue reading “How fortunate is evil?!: A poem “
Just a slingshot!: A poem
Do you think that being diminutive in stature can’t see you stand tall? The Philistines had giants, so they couldn’t have their backs against the wall? And would you be deceived that men of the sea are gods of the land? Then let your armies race to the battlefront to see that mighty is the smallest one! Sometimes, yourContinue reading “Just a slingshot!: A poem “
The F-word!: A poem
I was fountainhead and father of all; the fecundity that fertilised the fabric I fathomed the fire and the frost, the feeling of ceiling and the felt of the floor, that you all walk upon. Forever is a word that fits the flint of each foil. I am a field with no fern, but a forest of freshness. There was flood that Continue reading “The F-word!: A poem “
I stand at a mountain and witness a portal: A poem
I stand at the base of a mountain and utter the words: Open Sesame! And see a rock clear from the mountain and reveal a portal And, in it, I see a reflection of the stardust in my hair As if it were an original vision of myself I swear I won’t comb out this stardust off my hair, just leave it toContinue reading “I stand at a mountain and witness a portal: A poem “
The word (love) of victory!: A poem
When the lyric of love is the lilt, the troubadour has no trouble to choose the choses for his Cherie Do you see the giftwrap that glows over the glimmer that you uncover is the time that it took to deliver from the beginning to the end? I have no better mail that relates the story of discovery and rediscovery Continue reading “The word (love) of victory!: A poem “
I will never forgive you! And I certainly don’t want you!: A poem
(To PSP) Do you think I’m going to doodle a noodle into your space, conveying my regards? Hahaha! Every time I am silent for some time, you work your way up my spine to my throat; like scum imagining that it will get a foothold into my receptacles of integrity, unbeknownst of your poison taking me unawares. You really try every trick of the trade in attempting to benefit from myContinue reading “I will never forgive you! And I certainly don’t want you!: A poem “
Be gone! I am alone!: A poem
I am alone. None of your legerdemain jokes. I am not convinced by a jovial illegitimacy running down like shower water over my back So, I say to myself: I am refreshed. No! I kick that stuff! Like a bucket of soap and bubble! Unenthused by the raft of your offerings. I am silently polemicking and turning down; turning away from you all! Continue reading “Be gone! I am alone!: A poem “