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I was King Dragobert. Prakash, who cruelly murdered me?
After I was stoned to death by the evil St Paul (Prakash) and my beloved Sarah migrated to France with Mary Magdalene, I started reincarnating in France.
Prakash makes scapegoats of everyone I love. It is Prakash that I don’t want.
Too many Godly heads have rolled because of Prakash’s evil selfishness. And I have suffered all my life because of Prakash’s evil selfishness
Donald Trump is the King of USA: A poem
I want the God-kings back I want the Dragon-kings back Democracy is just an evil hypocritical snag Those protesters are plain watery slag The media has all misbegotten rights It must face its very own blight The devil took the media to its height It must now meet its briny plight I want the GodContinue reading “Donald Trump is the King of USA: A poem “
To my proxy (outrageously yours): A poem
I am your overshadow like the sky at your window I am dawn, noon and dusk larger than Elon Musk It’s when you think you are free that you will always see me She came down from the heavens when I was five past twenty-seven Time is never a congestion Though late, it was myContinue reading “To my proxy (outrageously yours): A poem “
I did not lose my way: A poem
I did not lose my way I threw pebbles all along And each pebble became a star streetlighting this destiny Time and space thus move in unison orchestrating a divine hand And it is as if the universe’s womb opens out that historic call It is worth dying for, it is worth living for ItContinue reading “I did not lose my way: A poem “
How do I perceive the horizon?!: A poem
Those were yesterdays I turned in my blinds like a clam and patiently waited for the stars to spin luminescent threads to carry me yonder into a realm of painlessness Did my hope spring from a divine promise that gave me all that determination with its kiss? That I could whistle whispers of solace fromContinue reading “How do I perceive the horizon?!: A poem “
This winter, like all before…: A poem
This winter can take me slowly into the voids of its pain its cold like a scalding flame. And I have no inclinations to lick my wounds over like a feral cat that’s lost its taste for itself I am no stranger to compassion but a widow to passion Unlike a woman who resurrects herContinue reading “This winter, like all before…: A poem “
To my country: A poem
If your palaces were besieged And conquerors struck you to your knees The epochs stung you worse than bees But resilience is no vagary to the breeze The yolks of history were a sea A deluge that was too mean But may their germ not give you the flu I know the cold is notContinue reading “To my country: A poem “