O Mother, there are a multitude of alphabets in my love for you!: A poem 

O Mother all those formative aeons of formation  meant to outlast the continuum of everlasting  I am just in the womb of wisdom; as much as I  am out of it; to forge a battle for truth. I can tell you  this presence in time has no substance, like an   ocean that is invalidated by its illusion,Continue reading “O Mother, there are a multitude of alphabets in my love for you!: A poem “

O Dad (and son), do we remember the oldness of our existence?: A poem 

O Dad (and son) like an inter-planetary missive  like a voice from a jukebox, the obsolete telephone rings  as if to communicate a mute testimony in existence –  the epistolary contained in every digit of the universe!  Though religion had deigned to excommunicate us; or set us apart  We lived in our trials and tribulations like an eternityContinue reading “O Dad (and son), do we remember the oldness of our existence?: A poem “

They thought they killed me; but I always was the new kid in town!: A poem 

You know a long time ago, Laban thought he could kill my will  by subjecting me to hard labour. I did not let love devolve;  Rachel, you know I could have destroyed him, every time  you slapped me in the face to prove your loyalty to Laban!  It was that undying love for you, that never seemed toContinue reading “They thought they killed me; but I always was the new kid in town!: A poem “

I dare to bare; and am now living with new meaning!: A poem 

I don’t like the changing seasons;  I find summer, autumn, winter and spring detestable  like cumbersome cloth that aggravates my skin  But I survive like the spirit of a tree  gathering its age in the cells of its trunk  I live thus, with the challenge of being shackled  I am immobile with the treachery that encumbers me  But IContinue reading “I dare to bare; and am now living with new meaning!: A poem “

I am no mollusk from Mu!: A poem 

I was the first spirit of Pangea,  Adam Kadmon, whose eyes   streamed with magic, and foliated   much of its unrivered lands.  You see the invisible evil  sought to trap me and torture me  And when they failed to do that  they set me adrift, tearing  my limbs away from me!  They thought Adam Kadmon   would meet his perennial death  But he came back timeContinue reading “I am no mollusk from Mu!: A poem “

The blue lights in my bedroom!: A poem 

One day, I woke up to blue lights in my bedroom  And I went to the window of a moonless sky,  watched a spaceship rush like a bird, so quick!  Never did I see any earthly jetplane with such speed!   And I waved to it, so it flashed back its blinking lights at me  My eyes wandered into the Scorpion/ Arian space Continue reading “The blue lights in my bedroom!: A poem “

The ichthyosaurs who fashioned this age!: A poem 

The ichthyosaurs that pretend to be the fashionistas  that fashion this age, by perpetuating the misbegotten   icons, to keep flourishing their palatial caverns of deceit  and leave the rest hopping on one leg in poverty. They  even want to hijack the truth, when truth speaks for itself.   You can see there was an invisible anarchy against justice  for overContinue reading “The ichthyosaurs who fashioned this age!: A poem “

You all should know why the Iranian ambassador to Australia went smiling away from Australia and blessing the government; because of that hipswaying Ichthyosaur Anthony Albanese implicitly supporting Iran and Palestine, while proclaiming to all he sympathises with Israel!

Hey Prakash Saint Paul, tere baap ke paas lowda nahin tha; maa ke paas choot nahin tha; tu kaisa paida ho gaya kya patta? You were birthed from the most evil foulest mouth! Just like Anthony Albanese and the entire Labor Party! You all should be imprisoned for life, or better, be compelled to COMMIT SUICIDE!