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Normandy won, Norway won, to whom is Anthony Albanese apologising with champagne glass in hand?! Keep up the ‘honest’ cheating and bodygrabbing Labor Party, it will get you a third term! Hahahaha! Boo hoo hoo hoo! Love your cheap gimmicks!

Darling, chivalry is not dead! Yet, I am living as `Nobody’s Child’ for everybody’s convenience: A poem 

Darling, chivalry is not dead; it is only the alchemical lead  waiting in the backdrop to be transmuted alchemically  to gold. I have furnished my gold to destiny and eternity  even if none of its shimmer has rubbed off on anyone at all!  You know evil has always capitalised on my sense of duty,  and the ore of the core of my substanceContinue reading “Darling, chivalry is not dead! Yet, I am living as `Nobody’s Child’ for everybody’s convenience: A poem “

The smugness of nowhere and the conflict of somewhere!: A poem 

You know, I can ask you all: What is aspirational intensity?  Is it instinctive need or megalomaniacal greed? Is necessity  really the mother of invention? Or is aspiration the minefield  of selfishness and conflict? Is necessity actually the mother   of invention? Or is all the conflict to get the competitive edge   over the Joneses the patron saint of progress! You know   dimensional diversitiesContinue reading “The smugness of nowhere and the conflict of somewhere!: A poem “

Defining and redefining love: A poem 

How do we discover the addenda of a previous lifetime,  a footnote of similitude manifesting in an umbrage;  the seeming womb; that we then so spontaneously  find it recurring in our break and breath of life. The first cry of  a mortal pining for something! Have we a memory of  the objectification of love like a divine recall, rather than   the object of it(?), so that in a mortalContinue reading “Defining and redefining love: A poem “

There are 36 cards in a pack without the trumps and jokers!: A poem 

You know I never tried my hand at calligraphy  And I don’t think I have an expansive lexicon  But isn’t it absurd we have only 26 letters in the English alphabet?  So how does writing style become so imaginative with so  little to depend on?! I believe you can make quite a construct  with nothing. The entire subject of numerology is wrought  fromContinue reading “There are 36 cards in a pack without the trumps and jokers!: A poem “

Even the trump in your hand can become a delusion!: A poem 

I draw the universe out of my pocket  and discover it is only a handkerchief!  Does imagination sum up magic  If one can trick another to believe that  one can turn an uninspiring stick into a bouquet?  Is magic a symbolic euphemism   like drawing a hare from a hat instead  of a trap-like rabbit hole, or turning a dagger into a rose!  Can an act behave like a word,Continue reading “Even the trump in your hand can become a delusion!: A poem “

Mother, the truth keeps dawning on me despite the deceptions!: A poem 

Mother, you see evil wants to cast its spell on me –  to put me into a long sleep of vile eroticism; where I  am hypnotised to condone it. You can see I feel   like I am entering a room of monsters with blood  seeping through the walls made from flesh of heroes   sacrificed before me. And I realise this spell is marked with a   dagger behindContinue reading “Mother, the truth keeps dawning on me despite the deceptions!: A poem “