Don’t judge benign as having no spine: A poem 

Somehow, I live unflappable through the crises of each day  like an earth trembling and quaking, but motioning to stay  My forests are quixotic, but have the discernment to assay  the blind uncertainty, with astuteness, through the milky way  And I am a courage that can both discover and cover up rage  A rage that hasContinue reading “Don’t judge benign as having no spine: A poem “

Don’t judge benign as having no spine: A poem 

Somehow, I live unflappable through the crises of each day  like an earth trembling and quaking, but motioning to stay  My forests are quixotic, but have the discernment to assay  the blind uncertainty, with astuteness, through the milky way  And I am a courage that can both discover and cover up rage  A rage that hasContinue reading “Don’t judge benign as having no spine: A poem “

Hey, you kateli creep Mamdani!: A poem 

(I really care a hump if you have been accepted by Trump! And do the democrats, to you, resemble rats or cats!)  Hey, you kateli creep Mamdani!  What is your illegitimate aamdani?  From the mullah or jihadi?  Your baatein is smoky badi badi  You Muslims committed massacres   and forced conversions against Hindus  In India for centuries; and who complains about it?  You Muslims, culprits, are alwaysContinue reading “Hey, you kateli creep Mamdani!: A poem “

Hey kateli Mamdani, what is your Aamdani? Mullah or jihadi? Let me remind you, you Muslims have committed massacres and forced conversions against Hindus in India for centuries! Go have sex with Prakash Saint Paul’s brother-in-law, Munaf Razak, who is also kateli like you, and who lives in California.

Jashmina, if you knew what was right, the people who committed the crimes and treachery against me would be punished and tortured! How come they all got away with their murders? I love you too much, that’s why!

O Israel! I punished you much too often!: A poem 

O Israel, I punished you much too often!  You displeased me; but I didn’t want you in a coffin  I had to make you see grief, to set you free!  And my promise was, what I had chosen  But if evil gets you, I will still let loose  Even love won’t be spared from the hangman’s noose!  It isContinue reading “O Israel! I punished you much too often!: A poem “

I’ll destroy the world; my patience is running out!: A poem 

(There is no place in my paradise, for hypocrites and traitors)  Oh! The gall of that Prakash Saint Paul  He thinks he can break me like a doll!  He never had any fucking balls!  Clandestine treachery lives within his stalls  I am warning you leaders all  If you want it soon; I’ll blast you all to the moon!  AndContinue reading “I’ll destroy the world; my patience is running out!: A poem “