Hey Albanese, you all bit your own  lip!: A poem 

(Hey Angus, you certainly missed my bus! Fuck off!)  Hey Albanese, what do you think is your whip?  All you fucking politicians want to avoid your guilt trip!  Did you not try to blackmail me with Ziggy, you fucking blip?  The matrix of you is so sick, it has tried every trick?  Why does the sickening ABC broadcastContinue reading “Hey Albanese, you all bit your own  lip!: A poem “

Hey you dirty scumbag Albanese! You don’t want to suffer for your crimes and treachery? On the contrary, you want to force your way to get condoning by your desperate bodygrabbing! You evil shark, you have no guilt, conscience or shame! You perverted creep!

O baby girl, Jashmina, how do I reach out to you…?: A poem 

How I can remember wisdom in a solitude  and the foreignness of being advertently distant  Like a cloud on the horizon, so large,  But can never be reached  I can only tell you, how different we are in our love  I am so convicted, and feel its urgency  And you have always claimed equipoise and instilling patience in me  Should my dutyContinue reading “O baby girl, Jashmina, how do I reach out to you…?: A poem “

I want Prakash Saint Paul and Anthony Albanese to have conjugal sex for eternity and when they do that both their heads be smashed to bits at the same time. Richard Marles I thought I commanded you to murder Anthony Albanese! I curse Prakash Saint Paul and Anthony Albanese to rigorous torture every time they try to bodygrab or eat any of my armies, loves or loyalties. Curse the two of them to eternal damnation. Fuck them to smithereens!

This I swear, even if I have to bid bye!: A poem 

Though I am prone to soliloquy  I know I have no option, but live in such   laughing parody. This paradise is only  an arm’s length between me and I.  But should I think my thoughts and words  are in a slipstream permeating through   my walls into the world yonder, and heard  eagerly by everyone. Should I sayContinue reading “This I swear, even if I have to bid bye!: A poem “

I know what I want and don’t want! And who I want and don’t want! And I don’t want that Prakash Saint Paul! I am just putting up with him for all of you! Show me respect, all you characterless people with no integrity and courage (for all the treachery and torture I go through!)

O Dad! I wish I could have love, like I have truth: A poem 

Without the mirror, I can see my reflection  on a cloudy day that bears a figment of sadness  But I have always been strong in my eternal wander,  even in the loneliness that I never sought, but was prone to be always found!  Should I endeavour to create my own sound of the world around  me and not be called a lunatic! If you think I shouldContinue reading “O Dad! I wish I could have love, like I have truth: A poem “

I want Meena’s death, rather than she be sodomised by that evil wretch, Prakash Saint Paul, anymore. The Democrats are going to win, OH! OH! I want that Prakash Saint Paul; to stop clambering up my walls; If Meena wants him more than me! I think she should be distanced from me, and so that Prakash Saint Paul, who is really a Piscean piss, pretending that everything else is his! Would anyone have the courage to stop his illegitimate bliss! Though I really can’t count on any of you for this! The Democrats are just like rats or cats! That are flourishing on Prakash Saint Paul, playing bats!

Jashmina, I thought Sylvia Plath would resonate with you!: A poem 

Do you know Jashmina, there can be no life  in hating and vengeance; but submitting to  evil is certain death! You should understand  what I am trying to tell you? So, suffering that   comes from belief is not a crime against one’s  honour; but the fighting bravery of retaining it!  Did you know Sylvia Plath hated her father?! She  never forgave him to her dying day, when she  committed suicide! And she triedContinue reading “Jashmina, I thought Sylvia Plath would resonate with you!: A poem “

Hey Jashmina, don’t try to solicit my sympathy for any one who doesn’t deserve it! I’ve always done my duty, that’s more than anyone can ask for from me! Do you think I believe in your bullshit that your evil Dada (Prakash Saint Paul) is going. I know he is so desperate he will never go! He will only go if he succeeds in hijacking all my armies to leave me with no option but to repose with my enemies for eternity! Shame on him! He only thinks about his selfish, greedy, treacherous self and his brothers and sisters and their families, who ate everybody’s money!