Mother, please take me in your arms! I just want to feel a semblance of comfort to repose as still as a mountain, without feeling the river of treachery that runs along its steadfast sides; I just think I need to remember the most exotic light that I once shone with! That was taken away from me by a most heinousContinue reading “Mother, please take me in your arms!: A poem “
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Jashmina, please don’t say sorry anymore; I am not not going to forgive you!: A poem
How many times have I broken my back? How many times did my feet get boobytrapped? Count the eternity the trillion times for you that I lost myself entirely; broke into so many pieces, more than a million and two! You think I love to be reduced to a shattered entity be bewitched with my love for you,Continue reading “Jashmina, please don’t say sorry anymore; I am not not going to forgive you!: A poem “
I hope Anthony Albanese’s home in Copacabana New South Wales is fire-bombed! And in every house he resides in, he suffers sleeplessness for eternity; just like I had to suffer sleepless nights relentlessly because of his treachery against me. The only sleep he will get now is if he commits suicide! I curse him with that!
Fuck Meena the bitch! I fling her out of my life! She has no conscience. And no empathy for how much my Mum and Dad suffered because of her evil creep of her husband Prakash Saint Paul; even Richard was bankrupted time and again because of him! And because of whom I suffered and got tortured for eternity!
FUCK the Australian Broadcasting Corporation! They are the mouthpiece of evil and treason; Of course, they freeloaded on all Labor Governments, so they have to return those evil favours to Labor. Fuck them, destroy them!
Hey Prakash Saint Paul, tere maa ki choot mein gus ke, tere baap jabhi tere maa ki choot mein lowda dalta hai, tabhi tere baap ki flaccid lowda khaana!
Vladimir Putin is the only honest leader of the world. And he has been sorely handicapped by Prakash Saint Paul’s treachery. The rest of you are all treacherous, traitrous, self-seeking, greedy, pieces of shit! I’ll fuck you all!
Donald Trump, before you do the regime change in Iran; tear up the Aukus! Or else, I’ll fuck the living daylights out of you!
You have all not yet seen my wrath!: A poem
I am no breakaway shambled dream! No spray of easy-clean! No alleviation-seeking faggoty queen like Prakash Saint Paul and Anthony Albanese, as you have seen! And all their roe befits the deep sea That they were wombed from a hollow of eternity so abysmal that it only had skeletal teeth! Would you want to join their party and appease them and treacherise me? Are you all likeContinue reading “You have all not yet seen my wrath!: A poem “
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