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Do you think I’m such a masochist  that I should be perpetually kissed  by treachery and torture all the time?  Are my patience and sublimity my crimes?  That if I endeavour to defend and protect myself  I must be excruciatingly punished without relief or help?  Is that the stuff that me, God, should be made of?  In his duty, he seldomContinue reading “Jashmina, what do you think of me…? “

Saint P, please(!)  for all your stealing identities,  Do you pay  copyright fees?  Saint P, fuck off!  How do you continue to morph  between illegitimate vampirism   and bodygrabbing empiricism (quackery)?  Saint P, the world fears  and works against me, it appears  even my friends and dearest dears   your evil treachery adheres   Saint P doesn’t want to suffer for his eternal crimes  His sweetContinue reading “Saint P, are you fucking off, please?! “

WordPress,  I am not impressed.  All these years,  you gave my pages dog’s ears  Though, I don’t like to shed tears  It all, to me, appears  my creativity has been made blunted spears  What can I hope or will  when it is always evil  that makes me foot the bill  and I still am on the drill!  It seems, he is alwaysContinue reading “WordPress, I am not impressed!: A poem “

Am I compelled to abandon myself, Virgo?  Or my own, Sagittarius, with a helpless ‘No’?  And everything else that I adore  because evil unashamedly gatecrashes my door?  And the whole world’s selfishness causes me grief  They collude with evil, so I think I must leave!  The truth, as always, is hopelessly bereaved  This Eden fallenContinue reading “Am I compelled to abandon myself?: A poem “

(With all you selfish, dishonest people around, my truth will be defeated without a sound!) There can be a multitude in ignorance  with no reason, astuteness or askance  Alleged greatness makes the largest sound  It is always the nearest thing around  in a night sky, where many truths die  And you can see, two millennia witnessed twoContinue reading “Hey Mohammad, your jihad pronounces us bad!: A poem “

It is as if a vase cracked   as it fell from a pedestal  as you accidentally brushed   against it. Did you let a moan,  falling to the floor. Adulthood  is rife with such falling, these  accidents of realisation; the   awakening from innocence;  into either humble stoicism and  resignation in the aftermath,  or acquiring an instinct and  aggression that lends to evil.  IsContinue reading “On selfishness: A poem “