My Masada (MAria, SAlvador, DArling Jashmina) never falls: A poem 

I realise, the merchandise of your deceit is under much duress  I know that you are not Delilah, but my beloved Sarah  I have lived, at evil’s hands, countless deaths  But I know, for certain, where lies my debt  There are angels with messages in the skies  They tell me true love can never beContinue reading “My Masada (MAria, SAlvador, DArling Jashmina) never falls: A poem “

Salvador, Joseph, Dad and son: A poem 

There was a world I picked up  fragments of an ancient scroll  All those moments fell like raindrops  I just thought this infallible memory  gets larger like a rolling snowball  These are invisible, yet sensational endearments  to my Joseph, Dad, my eternal  son and father. Salvador,  is also saviour. Collaterally, runs in blood,  in genes,Continue reading “Salvador, Joseph, Dad and son: A poem “

You and me in the wind: A poem 

You and me,  fly ahead in the wind  And yet, we look at what’s left behind  in the diamonds  Our glory, that the stars rewind.  And my mind always finds the divine  like an ever-inebriating wine  And I am a lion  swinging on the universe’s vine,  ionized by the energy of the sign  that youContinue reading “You and me in the wind: A poem “

Fuck the moon with its own silver spoon!: A poem 

Fuck the moon with its own silver spoon!  Its fat cat doesn’t fit a magic mat  And the clawy crab wants a head start  The crone is a drone, very much a fart  Fuck the moon, we have no room  The fish wants to eat more than just quiche  Will it share, with Prakash SaintContinue reading “Fuck the moon with its own silver spoon!: A poem “

The twelfth tribe of Israel, the lost Benjamin: A poem 

I was massacred by the hand of my own land  But the woman I raped, deserved the kill  And her husband, priest of Dan, was even more evil  I was the twelfth tribe of Benjamin, they thought I had sinned  The sun fell from the sky, the night was a pigsty  The blood was anContinue reading “The twelfth tribe of Israel, the lost Benjamin: A poem “

Yours truly, is all of eternity: A poem 

I think I, Jacob, saw the stairway at the onset  The angels didn’t lead or mislead me, I simply didn’t forget  I know roses only have thorns, but I also know that love lived before it was born  And that truth and justice may come late, but can never be shorn  I have a soulContinue reading “Yours truly, is all of eternity: A poem “

Moses, was the burning bush a bunch of fireflies?: A poem 

They thought you had a speech problem, the Jews  It was only that you were not conversant in Hebrew  But you were not lost; you had your telling way  A broken Pharaoh sure did know how to have his say!  Why did you shatter their sacred golden calf  into many bits, a lot more thanContinue reading “Moses, was the burning bush a bunch of fireflies?: A poem “

Hey Auntyny Albanese, Uncle Prakash Saint Paul is greasy!: A poem 

Hey dear Auntyny Albanese!  Does your belly ever feel queasy?  Does P for Pisces, Paul Prakash, please ye?  Does treachery against me, re-lease ye?  Do you and Prakash Saint Paul foam at your mouth  like the deep sea does all throughout?  Can you actually win without  your uncle complicity Prakash Saint Paul, undoubt?  And your merryContinue reading “Hey Auntyny Albanese, Uncle Prakash Saint Paul is greasy!: A poem “

The Labor-atory is worse than the loo: A poem 

I can tell you the Labor-atory is worse than the loo  There is nothing as terrifying than what the deep seas do  How would a noble soul two millennia rue?  The shark, so sharp, was determined to swallow the whole zoo!  Did Ichthys think there’s nothing amiss  when the mouth knows to bite better thanContinue reading “The Labor-atory is worse than the loo: A poem “