I must have the resilience to cop all the shit that you all give me; because you fear the ones who commit treachery against me and you all wish to appease them! And you all must shamefully not have the courage to stand up for truth and justice! Thank you, you ingrates! Fuck you all! Fuck you Mark Zuckerberg, you seem to me like a fearful rat, living on treacherous stealing rather than being a bull of courage! FUCK OFF! I don’t need you all latent creeps wallowing in the misery of treachery. Fuck you all for conniving with treachery. I stand alone and I am not afraid. Don’t dare you all think you can mute my voice of truth!

The Fish wants to have sex with the Sun! Hahahaha!: A poem 

(Albanese, instead, I’ll get you gangraped for eternity; how does your love for Saint Paul suit your downfall! And Tony Abbot looks like a malfunctioning robot)  Oh, what a shameless, shameful bout of fun!  The fish is contrapting to have sex with the Sun!  And do you think everyone is game?  I just think I’m going to make you faggots lame!  I think I’m going to haveContinue reading “The Fish wants to have sex with the Sun! Hahahaha!: A poem “

So much musing, in a nutshell!: A poem 

There came a time in my life  when I had to mother my own mother  If you think destiny finds it suitable   to reverse roles. I have known too many  secrets to feel confused by such accidents  And relationships are no accidents of one lifetime!  Like suddenly, to discover that the infant in your arms  is your eternal love! You can see, there is  moreContinue reading “So much musing, in a nutshell!: A poem “

How can anything be divine?!: A poem 

I have the sky in my mezzanine  Because I have an inclination  to take the top and bottom out of everything  It happens to address the controversy of evil  breathing at my neck, tailing my step  The artificial flora and fauna these conspirators create  are not native to my jungle book. And if this persists  like a machination of weather-gods, IContinue reading “How can anything be divine?!: A poem “

Did I think of love?: A poem 

Did I think of love  even if it didn’t materialise in the sought-after Paradise  after billions of years of sacrifice?  How can I think of tenderness  when my flesh is cut so deep  that it cannot be refreshed by its own blood  but only can be soothed by the wisdom of its pain?  Can victims even dare to dream  inContinue reading “Did I think of love?: A poem “

Jashmina, do you think I am a faggot, just because I never had sex in my life? What do you think you and all the leaders in the world are, that you all comply with the evil Wishmaster, Prakash Saint Paul’s treachery and crimes against me. You think you can blindfold me and force me to compromise with his evil. If I am a faggot, you all are eunuchs spreading your legs to evil. Get fucked all of you! None of you are anywhere worth my salt!

Hey Tony Abbott, do you have your dick in your arse? Or to be more precise in your mouth? Albanese has no dick at all, Should I ask Greg Moriarty to confirm it? Sol Invictus, I don’t seem to like you anymore! Your new consorts are just not my type! Perhaps, you now like Prakash Saint Paul who abandoned you for riches! I am certain you didn’t prefer my sacrifice, rather all those freeloaders!

Really, Marcus Aurelius!: A poem 

Quote the Roman Emperor Marcus Aurelius:  “The happiness of your life depends  on the quality of your thoughts”  Of course, an Emperor knows the grace of his own wisdom  And Marcus, you were the least of the tyrannical Emperors  But would you say the gladiators were happy  when they had to face-off with imminent death!  And didContinue reading “Really, Marcus Aurelius!: A poem “