Did all the nuns at Sunday School help you get your sign of the cross to practised perfection? And did they teach you to end it with an Aye-men! Sometimes Christianity, for all its lies, can be candid. But they didn’t tell you Amen came from the Egyptian Amun! I just think Christianity is a religion that gropes on all fours asContinue reading “And should you know two millennia belonged to Paul, not Jesus!: A poem “
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Hey WordPress, do you have any conscience or shame that you tried to frustrate me so much because I did not submit to Prakash Saint Paul’s villainy? And do you think I wish for any leader’s blessings (even Trump’s) if they become part of Prakash Saint Paul’s treachery! I really feel that you are all grossly perverted if you cannot stand for truth and justice!
What would you all know about me?: A poem
Do you all think I languished for all these decades, barely euphonious, having my aspirations back strapped into a heavily occluding cloak? Was I just to gravitate into a mitigation of sorts, with a sacrifice? I did not seek the revelry of congratulations, recognition, acknowledgement! Could I have obtained it through fragmentation of self. It certainly is not in my repertoire ofContinue reading “What would you all know about me?: A poem “
I am waiting, waiting!: A poem
Can I kick the ball as well as I can grab it? I just think that no one ever told me that I am too old to play; My team is made up of old fogeys, who still believe that their belief stands tall Sometimes, I think I push them too much as if my mentoring doesn’t blow the whistle and there neverContinue reading “I am waiting, waiting!: A poem “
Sometimes, to walk backward as much as forward!: A poem
Do you think anyone can invalidate candour or honesty? Is a memory an illusion or a reality, that you’ve picked up from some distant recollection? How the stars exist in our vision beyond their lifetimes? Do you think I would just hastily valediction a past because it brings me pangs of pain. There is a love that overlaps every brigade of change. From times when there was no script,Continue reading “Sometimes, to walk backward as much as forward!: A poem “
I love my baby girl Jashmina, I love my dad, I love my mum, I love my siblings, I love all those who I love. Of all the leaders of the world, I love Donald Trump the most! I simply love him! Fuck you all, who want to bring Donald Trump down! I cast you all into the deepest abyss for eternity!
Would I dream, if not of peaches and cream?: A poem
Would I dream, if not just of peaches and cream but tribulations of an upward stream? Would it be just a little gleam? Would I believe that the sun hides after sunset? Did I venture to make it seem this sacrifice is like a bet that prevails over everything, yet? I’ve never been the lackey of untruths Did youContinue reading “Would I dream, if not of peaches and cream?: A poem “
Discern between righteousness and evil good!: A poem
(Hey, you dirty creep Prakash Saint Paul! Acting like the victim and trying to solicit my sympathy, and committing treachery against me at the same time? You think you can get away with your most heinous crimes and murders by hoodwinking me?) Where does eternity lie, in which flaw? Where do your souls repose, in which jaw? Continue reading “Discern between righteousness and evil good!: A poem “
What should be the final account of everything?: A poem
Do you think I should repose in which corner, if my rest is made grievous solemn by treachery? That I should linger in the space of each nook and cranny… and not desist to part ways, if the smugness is the hors d’art of evil? I am just irate at the liar (Prakash Saint Paul) takingContinue reading “What should be the final account of everything?: A poem “
How fortunate is evil?!: A poem
(To Anthony Albanese and Prakash Saint Paul, the protagonists of evil…) Do you think I must bathe in the desertification of my soul? It seems like an agony of eternity! Should I lay the wreath on my own grave! That God should walk again and again, bravely to his fate where the entrails of time only ever-lastinglyContinue reading “How fortunate is evil?!: A poem “
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