(With all you selfish, dishonest people around, my truth will be defeated without a sound!) There can be a multitude in ignorance with no reason, astuteness or askance Alleged greatness makes the largest sound It is always the nearest thing around in a night sky, where many truths die And you can see, two millennia witnessed twoContinue reading “Hey Mohammad, your jihad pronounces us bad!: A poem “
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On selfishness: A poem
It is as if a vase cracked as it fell from a pedestal as you accidentally brushed against it. Did you let a moan, falling to the floor. Adulthood is rife with such falling, these accidents of realisation; the awakening from innocence; into either humble stoicism and resignation in the aftermath, or acquiring an instinct and aggression that lends to evil. IsContinue reading “On selfishness: A poem “
I really get entertained by all the deceiving and lying. Boohoo! Jashmina, you keep telling me Anthony Albanese is dying? Should I do all the mourning and crying?
On all the portals that I view, please show me Albanese and his crew. I love to see his fantastic grin. I love to see his amazing chin. How come you don’t show me his gills and fin? How come dear Albanese didn’t invite me for his convenience of a wedding? Didn’t he, because of my sacrifice, two terms win? Hahahahaha!
You think I’d give a damn if that piss of a bodygrabbing fish wins for eternity because of my honesty! Hahaha! And all you hypocrites who frustrated me and demeaned me all my life, because I didn’t submit to Prakash Saint Paul, please stand up and bow your heads in shame! Fuck you all! The world is going to be destroyed! Hahaha!
Hey, you creepy desperate scavenger Prakash Saint Paul, I’ll destroy your brothers and sisters and their families in India and the entire Shetty clan.
Jashmina, I’m warning you, you don’t keep colluding with my enemies. I don’t want to play games under Prakash Saint Paul’s dictation. I’ll destroy the world, if I have to continue to be made vulnerable. I have been very kind and generous to my enemies. I have every right to do duty to myself. Don’t think I should keep painting myself to oblivion with the treachery committed against me. I’ll destroy the world.
Albanese did you try to lick Trump’s arse or did you try to praShark-bite his head off!
Jodie Haydon, are you a bitch?
These days Albanese poses with a dog He thinks he can bodygrab, me, God Is Jodie Haydon a bitch, is it odd? Is she bewitched, or likes to bed with fish? Hahaha, convenience, connivance, ambition A marriage of such carriage is an illusion You know what, Saint Paul and Albanese’s treacherising doesn’t give me oneContinue reading “Jodie Haydon, are you a bitch?”
Have you seen a fish grin?: A poem
Have you seen a fish grin? Where does Albanese’s chin begin? Did Sagittarius feel the biting pain? of Albanese’s fishy jaws; did November Rain? Does Albanese ever suffer from constipation? He has the deep sea for vacation But will he choose the Honey Moon? Saint Paul would do for a cosy threesome soon Don’t fishContinue reading “Have you seen a fish grin?: A poem”
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