I destructively strike the two cats with all the strength in my bats My cricket is not your wicket My Dad and son (Jupiter) is not Allah’s ticket!! You think you can all have me had? It is not brave defeat, but treacherous victory that is bad Convenience, not suffering, is pathetic and sad Courage,Continue reading “I’ll do exactly as I please!!!: A poem “
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I am a shine from the oldest wine: A poem
Did this my village? Did this, they pillage? Did this my orchard? Its saplings be butchered? I am a shine from the oldest wine, older than Chronos’ time Never weathered by scum or slime Always subject to my own rhyme Did they try to compel me; subjugate me? Who was behind the incessant treachery? I know, only true love begets me AndContinue reading “I am a shine from the oldest wine: A poem “
What can a brave soul like me do between cowards and the evil treacherous? WordPress, you cowards, you have strangulated my blogsite for far too long because you either fear Prakash Saint Paul or want to be leveraged by him.
These Western Europeans are always committing treachery against me. Because they don’t want to relinquish their misbegotten, rapining powers and wealth.
Do Centrelink payments appeal to me, the God Ouranos?: A poem
I have always rejected all the worldly billions because I was brave and free like a pack of stallions I didn’t sacrifice and suffer so much for your money Only love, loyalty and duty were my honey What does Ouranos want in return from power-hungry men? Did He not die countless deaths over time to save them? HeContinue reading “Do Centrelink payments appeal to me, the God Ouranos?: A poem “
What is truth? Is war truth?: A poem
Is the truth like dark energy yet to be discovered? I argue that secret sacred wisdom, that an illumination brings, uncovers truth beyond reality like a light that is seen only by passively listening The primordial bindu, a speck so infinitesimal, opened out like a flower to a Utopian spiritual space But, no sooner, that spiritual space was defloweredContinue reading “What is truth? Is war truth?: A poem “
Pard Leo! Excavate your archives, disclose your lies!: A poem
Pard Leo; dear-O, dear-O! You must know you are not Leo! You are a lame leopard changing spots! Did the Church’s historic relentless treachery leave any dots?! Now you want to conveniently throw out my mother, Mary. Thanks. She was never your girl scout. She was hijacked by the evil Church to make greedy millions and leave grace in the lurch DoContinue reading “Pard Leo! Excavate your archives, disclose your lies!: A poem “
Sweden, lick your own arse with your long treacherous tongue and get the taste of Prakash Saint Paul’s semen on it.
Jashmina, don’t give me your emotionally blackmailing crap any more. I have been too patient and too sublime with all those who committed crimes and treachery against me. My honesty is only defeat and destruction of myself and my armies because of the treachery of Prakash Saint Paul. Not that you were ever on my side. You think I can carry on being demeaned, treacherised and tortured for standing up for myself for the peanuts and crumbs I get from Centrelink, that only abet Prakash Saint Paul in his treachery against me. I want nothing from anybody and I am certain I know why. Nothing I’m offered appeals to me. I can’t live roofless and solely on air. So, I want to go from this world.
Donald Trump, do you have courage in your rump?: A poem
Hey Mr Donald Trump! Do you have courage in your rump? Does the fear of Prakash Saint Paul give you goosebumps? Because there’s omnipotent hijacking in his thumbs? Of course, I’ll never have Promised Land because such deviousness in his hands And your neighbourhood mullah will ultimately sing: Prakash Saint Paul is my King I am God, who has tears like a mist Did you getContinue reading “Donald Trump, do you have courage in your rump?: A poem “