Mother, will it ever play `Believe’?: A poem 

Mother, looks like nothing’s gonna change!  Everything’s gonna remain just the same!  I sit hopelessly atop a mountain  seeing a rabid civilisation eat up my vegetation!  Where stands creation in this thankless gobbledegook?  I never got the praise reserved for a magnificent chef or cook!  I was just salivated at by crooks!  I hear the song playing: `Let it be!’  Did I ever hear you tell me that, Mother?  I take example from how you servedContinue reading “Mother, will it ever play `Believe’?: A poem “

I ask you all some pertinent questions!: A poem 

Do you think I am feeling pensive, wistful or  resigned at the machines in my garden, if I  were to believe they were doing more than just  pruning my hedgerows? I swear, I can feel sure to  react when I get the telepathic feeling stating: Honey,  they are shrinking your kids!!! So, would they hold it  against me if I did not open my door to the plumber, Continue reading “I ask you all some pertinent questions!: A poem “

Mumbai, can I resurrect you from the sinking feeling?!: A poem 

You know, when I think of a stricken city, I get the   sin-king feeling of your existential horror. But the   city may not yet, though a marvel of parallel underground,   be sinking, like Jakarta. Though, it is a heavy  metropolis on seven islands, and a landfill  that’s rotting at every seam. I thought they  built flyovers to nowhere, everywhere. I just  can’t imagine a city ofContinue reading “Mumbai, can I resurrect you from the sinking feeling?!: A poem “

All about this world’s existentialism!: A poem 

I see the world like a forlorn tree at my window;  and I think I shouldn’t wander toward it to pick  its fruit. I live battered by a battery of aspirations  and refusing to clothe myself in them. The world   charge sheeted me before for my hesitation and alleged   travesty, I didn’t defend my case with explanations. You keep  blaming me over again! I am not anContinue reading “All about this world’s existentialism!: A poem “

Anybody hoodwinks me or defrauds me, will have to suffer for eternity! I don’t care even if they are the ones I love the most! Hey Nibiru, I didn’t eat your money, Prakash Saint Paul and Anthony Albanese did! And they tried to abandon and defraud you in the bargain. How come you punished and antagonised me and not them?

Hey arsehole WordPress, don’t try to defraud me! And tell that shithole Trump not to defraud me as well! I have been very patient with you all for all the ignominy you caused me! Don’t expect me to keep doing that!

I don’t want Anthony Albanese! If the cleaner coming to visit me today by the name of Jackie has any affiliations with Anthony Albanese, I don’t want her to visit me! Trump, I love you, but don’t take me for granted! If you try to impose that goddamned Anthony Albanese on me, I will never forgive you! If any body thinks they can hoodwink me, they will have to suffer for eternity!!! That I swear!!!!!