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Oh! How I remember my beautiful pets! In a memory of grieving euphoria!: A poem 

O You think what is fidelity, what is love?!  A bond that even a cynical misanthrope would abound!  This is like a machine shooting out the tennis balls  To keep you alive and kicking and aim the racquet of your heart  How do you feel this exercise of your soul  So agile and eager, like an owl in the night!  I wouldn’t even care aContinue reading “Oh! How I remember my beautiful pets! In a memory of grieving euphoria!: A poem “

Pythagoras, you had a fixation for the number 3!: A poem 

Somehow, I see you traveling into the Levant,  with the quest to educate yourself; and you stumbled  on an antediluvian stella, left by none other than  the advocates of Freemasonry, Jabal, Jubail,   Tubal Cain and Namnaah. The four siblings who  quietly wanted to leave their sacred knowledge to posterity.  Before the deluge would bring an end to their world!  And inContinue reading “Pythagoras, you had a fixation for the number 3!: A poem “

There I saw, the vision and the love!: A poem 

Out in this space between a spiritual libido  and my feeling a substantiation of pride of  place, a glory of truth, an idea becoming a vision  and a flotilla forms, a carnival, you can say  these images are like the first forms of any  geography conceived in the material realm,  Even the magnified quarks comingContinue reading “There I saw, the vision and the love!: A poem “

All about India and my life in this lifetime!: A poem 

I remember those lazy days with slow-rolling bullock carts  queuing up on those dilapidated streets. There were more   bullock carts then cars, then! Those streets that   would be repaired only if totally outworn. And the hazard of   environmental hygiene being last on people’s minds.  What could be done when there were not enough loos  for a fast-overpopulating nation! I didn’t even like cricket,   but I sneaked into neighbours’ homes just forContinue reading “All about India and my life in this lifetime!: A poem “

Sun-hunting; Should I never have a palace in the sky?: A poem 

You know I have a mastodon in my memory,  As I look up to the sky, and remember it shun its light on Hellas,  and I remember so did I; and so, did we on, then insignificant, but consequentially significant, Israel!  Apollo was like a shining handsome daredevil, could he have a light  I didn’t ask of my few King-Knights, nor of the night, but they silentlyContinue reading “Sun-hunting; Should I never have a palace in the sky?: A poem “

O Mother, forgive me for making you vulnerable! I have a feeling the sun has gone down on me! I can’t even see Venus in the night or dawn sky! The evil desperate clouds of Prakash Saint Paul and Anthony Albanese are occluding it all! (snigger, Hahahahaha!)

Heed the skywriting, Albanese, Prakash Saint Paul!: A poem 

(Chris Bowen, I would not have you for a leader, even if you were fresh out of the oven. Neither would my dear Mother! You may be horny but you are not Capricorny! Hahahahahaha!) Look at me, I have sunbathed,  outdated and belated, like a crisp  crust of earth in the air of mirth!  HowContinue reading “Heed the skywriting, Albanese, Prakash Saint Paul!: A poem “

Hahahahahaha! Australian Broadcasting Corporation doesn’t know what to call that illegitimate Albanese Government! Australian Government, Federal Government, or National Government! Hahahahahaha! Urusula is dead meat! And what precious things did Albanese get from the profane mouth-to-mouth; not much in fact! Hahahahahaha! Thank you ABC for giving so much footage to Albanese’s wide and pretentious grin? Does he still have a great mate in Prakash Saint Paul, or does he reckon how the two of them are simply dead Sapiens Men walking? Hahahahahahaha! And why did Albanese not meet Urusula Andress in South Australia to make his jaws more egregrious (pun included)! Hahahahahaha!

Albanese, tired of your workouts? Hahahaha! What else are you going to swallow next? Hahahaha! Or are you going to ask for my forgiveness, again? Hahahahaha! You better had attempt at swallowing Prakash Saint Paul or let him swallow you, before it is too late! Hahahahaha!