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Me and metaphysics: A poem

You can see I have not couch-potatoed my beliefs if there is any wonderment left in believing alone if you can take belief beyond the hemisphere of deceit if you can stretch it beyond every limit of universal snub That still makes me a master of myself; even if an ignored grandmaster! If God couldn’t garner loyalty for his sacrifice would he simply abandon you allContinue reading “Me and metaphysics: A poem “

I must have the resilience to cop all the shit that you all give me; because you fear the ones who commit treachery against me and you all wish to appease them! And you all must shamefully not have the courage to stand up for truth and justice! Thank you, you ingrates! Fuck you all! Fuck you Mark Zuckerberg, you seem to me like a fearful rat, living on treacherous stealing rather than being a bull of courage! FUCK OFF! I don’t need you all latent creeps wallowing in the misery of treachery. Fuck you all for conniving with treachery. I stand alone and I am not afraid. Don’t dare you all think you can mute my voice of truth!

The Fish wants to have sex with the Sun! Hahahaha!: A poem

(Albanese, instead, I’ll get you gangraped for eternity; how does your love for Saint Paul suit your downfall! And Tony Abbot looks like a malfunctioning robot) Oh, what a shameless, shameful bout of fun! The fish is contrapting to have sex with the Sun! And do you think everyone is game? I just think I’m going to make you faggots lame! I think I’m going to haveContinue reading “The Fish wants to have sex with the Sun! Hahahaha!: A poem “

So much musing, in a nutshell!: A poem

There came a time in my life when I had to mother my own mother If you think destiny finds it suitable to reverse roles. I have known too many secrets to feel confused by such accidents And relationships are no accidents of one lifetime! Like suddenly, to discover that the infant in your arms is your eternal love! You can see, there is moreContinue reading “So much musing, in a nutshell!: A poem “

How can anything be divine?!: A poem

I have the sky in my mezzanine Because I have an inclination to take the top and bottom out of everything It happens to address the controversy of evil breathing at my neck, tailing my step The artificial flora and fauna these conspirators create are not native to my jungle book. And if this persists like a machination of weather-gods, IContinue reading “How can anything be divine?!: A poem “

Greg Moriarty when does your farty party start? What do you want up your arse? I’m going to exile your forever! Does Trump know I’ve got aces up my sleeve?

If I could tell you: A poem

If I could whisper sweet nothings as if in belonging to nothingness one exists in the everything of spirit So that the enigma of my being utters, in a mere one word, its mystery even if you may know it already To many it may seem I have lasted only a season for you, like a leaf andContinue reading “If I could tell you: A poem “

Did I think of love?: A poem

Did I think of love even if it didn’t materialise in the sought-after Paradise after billions of years of sacrifice? How can I think of tenderness when my flesh is cut so deep that it cannot be refreshed by its own blood but only can be soothed by the wisdom of its pain? Can victims even dare to dream inContinue reading “Did I think of love?: A poem “

Jashmina, do you think I am a faggot, just because I never had sex in my life? What do you think you and all the leaders in the world are, that you all comply with the evil Wishmaster, Prakash Saint Paul’s treachery and crimes against me. You think you can blindfold me and force me to compromise with his evil. If I am a faggot, you all are eunuchs spreading your legs to evil. Get fucked all of you! None of you are anywhere worth my salt!

Hey Tony Abbott, do you have your dick in your arse? Or to be more precise in your mouth? Albanese has no dick at all, Should I ask Greg Moriarty to confirm it? Sol Invictus, I don’t seem to like you anymore! Your new consorts are just not my type! Perhaps, you now like Prakash Saint Paul who abandoned you for riches! I am certain you didn’t prefer my sacrifice, rather all those freeloaders!