I command you Labor Party, own up for the crimes and treachery you all committed against me and dissolve the Labor Party, which is the epitome of evil against me, God. Or you don’t know how cruel eternity will be for you all! This is a warning!

God answered PSP’s ruthlessness with recklessness: A poem 

(Fuck you Albanese! I’ll continue to hate speech you! Get fucked you treacherous conniving creep, Resign! From the mountain of my love,  how did you all slip into the valley of deceit?  Never mind, I have no regrets!  Does anyone even acknowledge what sacrifice begets?  Everyone has the power to discriminate and discern,  but whose is the ultimateContinue reading “God answered PSP’s ruthlessness with recklessness: A poem “

My Dearest Jashmina…: A poem 

We are a little sky  and a little earth  And so much  between us   takes birth  So many secrets  follow us through  And we are custodians  of everything the universe knew  Who is the magnificent small?  Who is that stands eternally, infinitely tall?  That the air reaches us and doesn’t outreach us  like the earth was only one piece of the jigsaw  and all theContinue reading “My Dearest Jashmina…: A poem “

This mirror of love: A poem 

Did the verdant witch sing you a lullaby to your death?  Did you think it was sunrise instead of sunset?  How slow was the slow train that you thought was a jet?  Could you have conjectured before you placed your bet?  And did you think your beast of love needed a vet?  Is a promise to freedom just a fractured outlet? Continue reading “This mirror of love: A poem “

Prakash Saint Paul’s dirty arrangement, deals and bargains to give him an undeserved lease of life and make me the perpetual victim. He uses every trick in his book of tricks, seeks every opportunity due to my vulnerability. He even uses everybody to manipulate and treacherise me, so much so I have lost faith in everybody. I don’t even know if I can trust my own devices, because I am constantly blindfolded. And his treachery has been going on against me from the beginnings of the creation, that he so ruthlessly rapined and poisoned.

Jashmina, you are so cruel to me. Your betrayal and torture of me should go down in history and posterity. It’s come to a point where the only option to me is suicide! You have no idea how you are destroying me. I have been very patient with you. Do you want me to destroy you?

Shame on you all spineless creeps! Only want to protect your own backsides! None of you have the courage to stand up for truth and justice! You all ought to be ashamed of yourselves. Everybody knows it is none of my fault. I only did my duty all along and if I failed to do it, it was because of the treachery against me, and because I was betrayed all through. I’ve been valiantly copping the immense pain and torture. I curse you hypocrites, each of you, to suffer the lifelong torture that I’ve been through! I want to destroy you all and the whale world! You all deserve that villainous Prakash Saint Paul, not righteous me, creeps

The alleged nice people need much introspection!: A poem 

I am silent but in reflective conversation  lying low in all that wickedness of judgement  letting a resolute chatter come out of me, like a spring doll  out of a box, just like a cuckoo popping from a clock  I have latent expectations at the moment,  but would they prove their overwhelming potency  This faint cry – toContinue reading “The alleged nice people need much introspection!: A poem “

Did you recognise love over fear?: A poem 

I know that rituals can become customary  They are not just seasonal, but a profound legacy  to the rhythms of the orders of the seemingly unconscious divinities  that shine like an unseen light through our faces  You must know, then, that love is not just its recognition  but a reciprocation of the sacrifice that was undertaken through eternity  ThereContinue reading “Did you recognise love over fear?: A poem “