O Aphrodite (Venus) you do not constitute my sexual desire when you slipped into the treachery’s underworld, I no longer held you dear! You thought I loved you just because I spurned Artemis! No-go! The moon didn’t inspire my love! But does that make you think I am your Valentine? I just have to be a Casanova in spirit and feel dispassionate even when I love; so, would IContinue reading “O Aphrodite, you do not constitute my sexual desire!: A poem “
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Cancer has never been my home turf!: A poem
I edict the Lunar New Year doesn’t have any horses! The moon can croon, but it and its minions are not my bosses! The moon is no mother, but like a vamp sticking out of Allah’s tongue My real Mother is dignity; the moon gives me cramps! The Lunar New Year, is no ignition for my lamps Chinese astrology doesn’t make upContinue reading “Cancer has never been my home turf!: A poem “
There is no sovereignty in Parliamentary democracy: A poem
I don’t believe I possess any sovereignty in the confines of Parliamentary democracy The rabid shadow that Westministerial connivance deluged us with Your choice is not an option for electoral consequence; that really needn’t prevail It is a humongous conspiracy that expounds fish can swim even on land! I just think that Machiavelli or Nietzsche were not as confoundingly evil as those that propagandise their dignity and goodness in upholding the law Continue reading “There is no sovereignty in Parliamentary democracy: A poem “
The brittleness of the perversities: A poem
(To the evil of Prakash Saint Paul, Anthony Albanese, the Left wing, and all their cohorts and options) I did not ask for a collective will because it would only be mutilated by treachery But I have sensed the brittleness of the perversities that treachery indulges in Did I ask for demolition of the contraband? Continue reading “The brittleness of the perversities: A poem “
O Mother, there are a multitude of alphabets in my love for you!: A poem
O Mother all those formative aeons of formation meant to outlast the continuum of everlasting I am just in the womb of wisdom; as much as I am out of it; to forge a battle for truth. I can tell you this presence in time has no substance, like an ocean that is invalidated by its illusion,Continue reading “O Mother, there are a multitude of alphabets in my love for you!: A poem “
O Dad (and son), do we remember the oldness of our existence?: A poem
O Dad (and son) like an inter-planetary missive like a voice from a jukebox, the obsolete telephone rings as if to communicate a mute testimony in existence – the epistolary contained in every digit of the universe! Though religion had deigned to excommunicate us; or set us apart We lived in our trials and tribulations like an eternityContinue reading “O Dad (and son), do we remember the oldness of our existence?: A poem “
They thought they killed me; but I always was the new kid in town!: A poem
You know a long time ago, Laban thought he could kill my will by subjecting me to hard labour. I did not let love devolve; Rachel, you know I could have destroyed him, every time you slapped me in the face to prove your loyalty to Laban! It was that undying love for you, that never seemed toContinue reading “They thought they killed me; but I always was the new kid in town!: A poem “
My beautiful Phunnu, you are not just my darling pet; you are a gift to me from a mighty righteous leader (DT) from a Western land!
I dare to bare; and am now living with new meaning!: A poem
I don’t like the changing seasons; I find summer, autumn, winter and spring detestable like cumbersome cloth that aggravates my skin But I survive like the spirit of a tree gathering its age in the cells of its trunk I live thus, with the challenge of being shackled I am immobile with the treachery that encumbers me But IContinue reading “I dare to bare; and am now living with new meaning!: A poem “
I am no mollusk from Mu!: A poem
I was the first spirit of Pangea, Adam Kadmon, whose eyes streamed with magic, and foliated much of its unrivered lands. You see the invisible evil sought to trap me and torture me And when they failed to do that they set me adrift, tearing my limbs away from me! They thought Adam Kadmon would meet his perennial death But he came back timeContinue reading “I am no mollusk from Mu!: A poem “