For thirty years, I did not write Do you understand my straitjacketed plight? It was not because of fright But because Prakash hijacked everything in my sight I had to be King of Death, and forget passion I still have abandoned every aspiration There were many promises; but I didn’t take gifts For, Prakash wouldContinue reading “For thirty years, I did not write…: A poem “
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Akhenaten (Moses): A poem
O how I cursed the Egyptians! For what they did to my son Tutankhamun I had only killed a man For I was a dragon, understand? So, I fled to find my way to Israel And abandoned my resplendent Amarna Tel What was the land in which I was bred? What was the land forContinue reading “Akhenaten (Moses): A poem “
A few words to say, I may: A poem
I have sacrificed many a life and never asked anything in return, at any time It is Prakash who wants what is mine What is a creeper, what is a (di)vine? And Akhenaten (Moses) only looked to the sun and of them nine, he wanted none The priesthood fumed and spurred a revolt And MosesContinue reading “A few words to say, I may: A poem “
I don’t want that Prakash Saint Paul. I kick him into the deep sea. And Jashmina, I don’t want Delilahs. You decide whether you want me or Albanese.
Nice Albanese, do you have a fish in your pussy? Aren’t you Prakash Saint Paul’s missie?
Albanese, you are so nice! Have great sex with Prakash Saint Paul in the deep sea!
Shame on you, Prakash!
Hey, Prakash Saint Paul get fucked!
Prakash, whatever you say, I’ll say nay!: A poem
Prakash, whatever you say I’ll say nay! Wickedness must have to pay That is the only way The cow may moo in the loo But it doesn’t wear a shoe or two And the dog and cat didn’t poo Don’t make a fuss On you, is my curse All of Europe, I don’t trust IContinue reading “Prakash, whatever you say, I’ll say nay!: A poem “
Kiss, kiss, the walking fish!: A poem
Kiss! Kiss! The walking fish You don’t need a walking stick Nor that awful prick! Brick by brick His futile trick is ill-fated sick No flame on his candlestick Paul, do you want to have a ball like when you abandoned Sol Do you have the gall to call the writing on the wall DoesContinue reading “Kiss, kiss, the walking fish!: A poem”