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When I stopped on the street and your music played, my love!: A poem
I stopped with a jerk on the street! My heart was sinking, but my soul upright! What realisation made me feel such grief; you know, I can tell; and I always have the means! A lion suddenly materialised and began playing the violin for me. And I envisioned a tiny tenderness and an expanse of love as if the grief of forsakingContinue reading “When I stopped on the street and your music played, my love!: A poem “
Hey hipswaying Albanese and the most awful stench-filled Labor Party; are you conniving to sway to my tune? Why don’t you sway to Prakash Saint Paul’s tune, since you all share the same garbage in your veins and the same fishy scales with him? Are you bodygrabbing my poetry; like you got it plagiarised, you soulless stinking wretch! Have you bodygrabbed the entire WordPress as well? Or are you hijacking Donald Trump’s home as well? Or is Prakash Saint Paul doing all these for you, in clandestine vindication of you?
Anthony Albanese are you now hiding in the hovel of your own Antarctic, deep sea, Left-wing, fishy mouth? Or are you still hiding like a spineless piece of shit behind somebody else’s skirt? Of course, you and your evil will win because of all your and Prakash Saint Paul’s treachery against me! But I just am not going to bother telling you what your eternity is going to be (and that of your relatives and ancestors)! Commit SUICIDE!
I don’t care what Donald Trump or any leader does to appease the evil treachery against me! I am not going to be demoralised by any hypocrisy! I will never pardon or forgive Prakash Saint Paul, Anthony Albanese, the Labor Party, the Left, and those who tried to illegally eat, bodygrab and, thereby, defeat my loyalties! The deep sea has always tortured me for eternity. The Moon is not my loyalty! I know that Putin, though, is not my enemy! Though you all try to defraud him and defraud me! And I can tell you that my armies may be defeated by Prakash Saint Paul’s conjuring and the matrix against me! But none of you are aware of the eventualities! Should you all care to fear that in you greedy desperation!
You know my monosyllables were only a vapour of silence!: A poem
You know I was always a very good communicator only struck dumb by an overwhelming treachery as if my legacy to the world was only in gravelly monosyllables And the lyrics that I never got to sing, were hardened like leather in a bard’s soul You know that the winter rolled over me even on the hottest days I could neverContinue reading “You know my monosyllables were only a vapour of silence!: A poem “
Jashmina, you always tell me that either Albanese is dying or dada is dying? Do you want me to shed tears? Everyone knows I don’t have the crocodile tears that Albanese has? And I don’t have the capability of the evil gadbad theatrical abilities that Prakash Saint Paul is endowed with! Thank you!
Do you think you can see my reflection in the moon?: A poem
Do you think you can see my reflection on the moon? What would PSP rather with his evil conniving spoon? I don’t shudder at his evil tyranny, but really it should be gone! There is more than repulsive him, though, that must be withdrawn! I thought I loved like a beginning that knows the end in itself But whose blatant exposure that takes everything onContinue reading “Do you think you can see my reflection in the moon?: A poem “
Anthony Albanese and the Labor Party should know, that I am constantly laughing with the knowledge that they have now tied themselves to such a rotten destiny, because of the most terrible crimes and treachery they committed against me! And their consorting with my most evil loathsome, repulsive enemy (PSP) that stinks of the most rabid adultery. So, I should now consign them all to the most uninhabitable abyss where they all belong to be!
So now is a faraway ocean!: A poem
So now is a faraway ocean with no dignity, that I cast it beyond all starry realms into the blackholes beyond the universe where every fish needs to be in its plasticated garbagy spaces We should never covet the time that led us to this realisation But let it be foraged by its own flesh-grabbing You can see,Continue reading “So now is a faraway ocean!: A poem “