I’ll do exactly as I please!!!: A poem 

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 “

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.

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 “

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 “