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Dad, there is nothing hollow in the purity of belief!: A poem

O my poor Dad! What is the habitability zone? I gave you Olympus, but how could we have become like clouds dispersing from one another in the torrential rain? I am not going to freeze in such disparateness, I swear! I am not mothballing like an old trainwreck! All the inconvenience of the ages, all the trapezing and walking on Continue reading “Dad, there is nothing hollow in the purity of belief!: A poem “

I don’t know if the laurels I deserve…: A poem

I don’t know if the laurels I deserve, will place me on the apex of Mount Olympus, But I see all those olive branches in the float below And I keep looking away into some sort of disconnection. I have lived in a hope of love and truths, and seen them dissembled time again, like mountains being carved out into streets Continue reading “I don’t know if the laurels I deserve…: A poem “

My dearest Mother, did I die, once more!: A poem

Mother, I woke up in the morning and felt the storm subside, only to reveal a distant pain! Like after the storm, what does one do? But feel the enervation or the energy to build Paradise again? Did I die, mother? Did I cry? Whose was the lie? Who was it that did conspire? I thought again, with a ponder in a reflection Continue reading “My dearest Mother, did I die, once more!: A poem “

That we could meet one eternity…!: A poem

I see the revolutionary in me falling like autumnal dust mixing in the dew on petals of flowers shriveling in the night. And I feel the mindless rage of all the summers that lived within me going barren, as if every speck of soil on the mountains, every pyramidion of the history I reflected upon,Continue reading “That we could meet one eternity…!: A poem “

When people fail to make you conform to their evil, manipulate you, or make you party to their criminality, they resort shamelessly to use brute force on you. I have seen this happen to this day, and I have remained unaffected! You know it is the criminals, who keep cavorting as the law of the land, who use everything in their illegitimate and misbegotten powers to subjugate the righteous; even to the latter’s debilitation, defeat and death! I have a humongous sense of humour and courage, I will let you know – Prakash Saint Paul and Anthony Albanese and all your minions – to weather all the treachery that you commit on me! I have never been afraid! It is you all who are afraid of the retribution you deserve! Do not think a democracy gives only you, the evil, all the empowerment of rights, while taking away the freedom of the most righteous, but vulnerable!

Is the idea of love an illusion; is its promise, futility?: A poem

I live in a hardknuckled existence of only knowing myself, a forward-backward guerilla, like a game of backgammon where the pieces have a right to re-entry. I am no cloak-and-dagger specialist, but I have an aura of intrigue, as much as I am subject to betrayal! So, should I ask of Eros, or Gemini, or Cupid, even theContinue reading “Is the idea of love an illusion; is its promise, futility?: A poem “

I read somewhere that today is National Haiku Day!: A poem

I read somewhere that today is National Haiku Day! Would it be celebrated all the way from Aomori to Osaka?! It is supposed to be a little poetry in celebration of nature! Is that a little depiction or syntax of all the forces of nature? And is earth’s nature a microcosmic paraphrase of an eternal form orContinue reading “I read somewhere that today is National Haiku Day!: A poem “

The evil Anthony Albanese and the Labor Party are the Nibiru Piscean deep-sea fish and lab-rats from the outer edge of the Solar System! They tried to commit the most reprehensible treachery against me, by jamming me into a sandwich between Richard Marles, the moon, and the Nibiru stalwarts – fishy Anthony Albanese and lesbian pretentious but illegitmate Scorpion Penny Wong. They tried to capitalise on Prakash Saint Paul’s criminal treachery against me, so that they could blockade my truth and justice from manifesting! How they illegitimately bodygrabbed, morphed and kept committing treachery against me! I call on all the honorable institutions of Australia and the world and all the people of Australia to come together in delivering the comeuppance and retribution of these evil treacherous thieves and thugs!

It is four months into 2026; I want my mother’s help to ramshackle the villains!: A poem

You know my mother was an honest 2026; all over her soul; She was literal, never metaphorical, never conjugated to iambs of satire, mockery, or mudslinging. She had duty and honesty written all over her soul. They have always tried to make her seem disconnected with me; I know she has always been with me, no matter what! You know the maggotty faggotty sharksContinue reading “It is four months into 2026; I want my mother’s help to ramshackle the villains!: A poem “

Even puppy love is profounder than misguided infatuation and fixation!: A poem

I can say I bear the innocence of childhood more than the wistfulness of age A stoic makes every hardship bearable even if, at the moment of its experience, it is unbearable Would you imagine that a flower plucked before its time could believe it is more fortunate than the withering one? I just would now comprehend anyway, thatContinue reading “Even puppy love is profounder than misguided infatuation and fixation!: A poem “