When I have lost everything, and understood the valiance of my soul. That I didn’t wait for the spring to come to see the seeds sprout into proud and tender saplings Did I think pride was in suffering so much and never gaining anything from it, but the tenderness of being nothingness, like an old warrior who wants to accept noContinue reading “When I have lost everything; and begun to understand!: A poem “
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Hey Prakash Saint Paul! Hey Anthony Albanese, you think money and material reparations (to me) can grant you my absolution! Go FUCK OFF! Ask the fraudulent Church! Here I am abandoning everything of mine, because of both of you capitalising and treacherising! Do you think I can go anywhere or do anything because of your opportunising? I just am not afraid or intimidated! Hahahahaha! Because if the two of you celebrate in my being blindfolded, I am in stitches of laughter because of the two of you being deluded! Hahahahaha!
I don’t even entertain my singularity anymore!: A poem
I don’t even entertain my singularity anymore! It just happens to be a stroke of lightning that vanished into the skies How every past is at risk of its existence being stolen by an evil presence Would everything in the universe want to diminish to a point if the paradise of its originality be confounded before it re-materialised? Was God theContinue reading “I don’t even entertain my singularity anymore!: A poem “
I even mocked the sun!: A poem
I even mocked the sun when it was undone, I burnt my lungs As if each breath turned foul And would I turn each smile to scowl I have no vowels left in the paths I walk They are flowers that I cruelly discarded Because their fragrance became a dream taken away by a weather soContinue reading “I even mocked the sun!: A poem “
Of white angels and black lies: A poem
Your white angels that you think look dapper are floating in their watery heaven at the edge of the solar system. And do you think I’m lesser because I am brown. In what colour did God maketh himself. He just wouldn’t be a salmon sandwich in the hands of fishy Sapiens Man? Or did the Church tell you so? Pope Leo, do you have anyContinue reading “Of white angels and black lies: A poem “
Hey Prakash Saint Paul and Auntyny Albanese, the two of you stealthy creeps are delusional, not me. I just couldn’t be bothered paying attention to your futile manipulations. It disgusts and revolts me, but I have a sense of humour to laugh it off! You can seek in my poems, and you can seek in my actions, and you can seek in my visitations. And all you will end up doing is deep seaking and deep seaking! Hahahahahah!
How love is spoken and unspoken in an ironical silence!: A poem
It’s been ages since we have spoken, Yet I look for no token, sign or symbol In the delicate filigree work of love, I must pick out the loose strands never complaining if they come undone in the trembling and shaking of my hands. Have I wondered if you were the fruit tree growing on my soul’s trellis, and we scented theContinue reading “How love is spoken and unspoken in an ironical silence!: A poem “
Did I utter the word kill: A poem
Did I utter the word kill? Did the fish feel it in its gill? Its sly silence and its shrill? Believe me, it has a very fickle will? I don’t live in romances of brittle love There is little that I ask from above When the fish was born it was just pure con! It’s mouth is bite not just yawn! You think IContinue reading “Did I utter the word kill: A poem “
How I exalt the names of love, far above that treachery: A poem
If I had to face a million galleons and face them when I’m cold and alone that could this take a fatal blow? A soul that they thought never had a chance to show But its might cometh like a divine child growing so strong against the solar winds that sail from every nuclei-eye of the sky and cheerlead a valiant but humble mind IfContinue reading “How I exalt the names of love, far above that treachery: A poem “
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