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We will not go back again  to the hateful kingdom where we were slain  Prince Harry and Meghan  All those arse-licking louts can carry on what they began  We don’t want their throne  Let Prakash, William and Cate, own  Can you call out the Xenophon(b)e?  Let evil harvest what evil has sown  When they singContinue reading “Prince Harry and Meghan: A poem “

O what can one do?!  There should be Prakash in the loo  But he hops-eats all rooms as if he were a hungry kangaroo  And he will eat your stew  And in return give you the flu  He is desperately seeking everything old and new  It is him we must sue  All of us, meContinue reading “Nursery rhyme to that devil Prakash: A poem “

O tell me! Do tell me, Oedipus Macron!  Do you like corn or con?  Is your soul shorn?  To which truth were you born?  Do you have a palace in Palestine?  Or do you simply like their wine?  Speak for yourself, before you whine  Are you absolved of France’s crime?   You didn’t win theContinue reading “O tell me Macron! “

You all can’t imagine how much treachery Prakash has committed against me and keeps committing against me. For which I suffered unending, unbearable suffering. And worst of all, he wants the fruits of my eternal sacrifice for himself.

You can tell each even from each odd  But can you ever reckon that the underdog is God?  The one who sacrificed doesn’t want reward  Who is the seed of greed between the pea and the pod?  The worthiest is richest with his blessings small  He never even thought that he stands tallest of theContinue reading “It is Prakash, the devil, who doesn’t want to suffer for his crimes: A poem “

Much to his chagrin  He is in prison  It is not his Holiday-Inn  But his coffin  Laugh at his treason  Apples are never in season  I have a habit of teasing  the evil that is never ceasing  And does he have reasoning  or excuses to give him leasing  His treachery is not eye-pleasing  And heContinue reading “Prakash’s downfall is his own hand: A poem “

Frozen! A chosen dozen! If we call it a prison, do we lack vision? It, in fact, could be a mission. Creation is never out of season. Yet, was there reason for treason? It is legion, that in the region between sheep and horse, is a duck. You can’t care a fuck! It never wasContinue reading “Can we believe that God doesn’t ever fail? : A poem “

Most of the time you were Joseph  Most of the time I was Jacob  Father was both son and father  Such a legacy we always did gather  And love is not just a flash in the pan  We know it is perennially fertile land  We only always did abide by God’s hand  There is suchContinue reading “To dear Dad, my eternal dad and son: A poem “