I stand atop Mount Sinai and perceive all, feeling the strength and duty of the tablet-stone in my arms And I see the burning bush die out in embers – blessing the entire country with a saffron glow of revelation! And I direct forth my hands over the distant Promised Land! Were I not to greetContinue reading “As I am atop Mount Sinai!: A poem “
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That home with my ancestral tree!: A poem
In the dark corridors of memory, I see a phosphorescence, a luminescence… as if all my ores of the past come shining back at me If a radiance clothes a memory as if its darkness was a beauty, itself, to explore with an old lamplight! I am charged like a particle that emits its own ions of fragrantContinue reading “That home with my ancestral tree!: A poem “
I’ll fuck Anthony Albanese and the Labor Party so bad in eternity, that they will have no recourse to anything. They think they can use Prakash Saint Paul’s treachery against me to their advantage. I’ll fuck them with no show of mercy, I swear!
Everyone will pay a heavy price for the crimes they commit against me! If I say I want to go from this world, it is not because I am afraid! It is because, at times, I feel weighed down by the injustices done to me! Don’t take me for granted just because Jashmina insists I exercise patience and restraint. I certainly know how to give my full-bodied response to you all! Nobody has the right to impose their wills on me! GET LOST!
You all have no courage to punish the culprit(s), you all put me on the receiving end of other people’s criminalities, you spineless creeps; forgetting that I suffered for you all! I’ll fuck you all, you garbage rot!
Trump you don’t take on me, I’m warning you! I can destroy you in a moment, you ingrate!
Take out all that Anthony Robbert Albanese’s LIKES off my blogsite WordPress or I’ll fuck you all for eternity!!! Is that the only likes I get, you shitholes. If you traumatise me, I will traumatise you for eternity, you shitholes!
I curse Anthony `Robber(t)’ Albanese to have coital intercourse with WorpPress, and not with my blogs or poems! FUCK YOU, WordPress!
My beautiful love, Phunnu!: A poem
What is life’s buffer when, for other people’s crimes, you must suffer?! I feel like a duffer being victimised by a handcuffer! Then, little by little, in life’s thorny thistle, before you Phew(!) and whistle You feel that beautiful joy nestle And you think it’s a dream Just a fantasial peaches and cream Yet, there is a real window realm That makes the seamless actually seem A little birdie dogContinue reading “My beautiful love, Phunnu!: A poem “
I said I felt disarmed…:A poem
I woke up before midnight calm And felt the Sun on my arm Why aren’t you asleep my good luck charm(?), he asked. I said I felt disarmed! You can take antagonism in a haste And lay it to waste if you have gotten a taste to be impregnably chaste I said I saw the moon’s face And I felt it lacked grace ButContinue reading “I said I felt disarmed…:A poem “