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The few options I have are very cruel on me: A poem 

You know the portals to divinity opened out  to me all through my youth, adulthood and  aging. It kept my memory fresh as morning dew  on the green grass of meadows, abundant as   the stars in the sky. I did not use my creativity   much, all through my life, though, because it  would be wasted in an evil hijacking (?!?). Even as  so manyContinue reading “The few options I have are very cruel on me: A poem “

I sacrificed so much for you all, you spineless people with no courage to stand up for the truth. There’s nothing dear to me that I can get, only humiliation from the same people I did eternal favours to! Fuck off with evil Anthony Albanese and the evil Left or with evil Prakash Saint Paul, you shameless lot. None of you are worth my salt! I want to go from this world!

With this evil Prakash Saint Paul and Anthony Albanese around, I just couldn’t be bothered who wins and loses. I just want to protect myself from both those evils. That’s all that is left for me to do! You all selfish people want to demean me and humiliate me because you all fear them too much. I don’t want to compromise myself anymore. I want to go from this world!

Two evils beset us, O Mother (Aditi)!: A poem 

Mother I am the first point that called on Aditi  You were sublime in your avatar of creating  the twelve Adityas. Did I imagine it would cause   me so much migraine, to negotiate between the  dimensions for eternity? I do not complain about  my suffering, Mother. But there are forces that   give me little option! So must I be the eddy that   createsContinue reading “Two evils beset us, O Mother (Aditi)!: A poem “

Sita Devi sings to Lord Ram in a posthumous eternity of silent proximity: A poem 

(You called me yesterday O Sita (my eternal love, Jashmina)! And I sing your song, today!)  I know how you picked flowers for me, my Lord Ram  on the mountain slopes of Baghram, in a land older  than Bactria, rich in honey and dew, when it was not as  cold or despairing as it is now. Then, I was taken against Continue reading “Sita Devi sings to Lord Ram in a posthumous eternity of silent proximity: A poem “

How dilettante I am in the roughage of thoughts and beliefs!: A poem 

I felt a long train of thought chug through my mind,  taking the deep-rooted rails of my convictions places.  Did I feel like a fabric slipping under the needle of a   sewing machine? Or like a rag that no longer serves   to be used as a cleaning cloth, having gone so dirty?  Or did I feel so dilettante thatContinue reading “How dilettante I am in the roughage of thoughts and beliefs!: A poem “

Je m’appelle Monte; Jack(!), the maker of Kings, but for the poi(s)son!: A poem

(The rightful heir to the throne of England was my mother, Mary, Queen of Scots, who was slow-poisoned by Queen Elizabeth. Later, King James of Scotland and England, was the rightful heir! Prince Harry, you are not King Charles’ son, but the son of a descendant of James the Just and the true Rex DeusContinue reading “Je m’appelle Monte; Jack(!), the maker of Kings, but for the poi(s)son!: A poem”