Jesus, I didn’t throw the gauntlet at you; but could I question your legitimacy?: A poem 

You know, it was a man that they called messiah, not a God  He who deliberately took to riding the ass into Jerusalem  to fulfill a prophecy; was it a grand deception; or his spite to   challenge his father, Joseph, who had reserved the legacy of messianism   for his second son, James. Jesus always caused a lot of migraine  to Joseph! Even whenContinue reading “Jesus, I didn’t throw the gauntlet at you; but could I question your legitimacy?: A poem “

Thanksgiving Day: A poem 

Did I not know that Turkeys  are large birds with the smallest brains?  I never ever even bought Turkey cold cuts  Yet sometimes I feel like cold Turkey   from my discretion, aloofness, strangeness  Some people think I have a frog’s ambivalence  But I wouldn’t want to be kissed by a rose in the rain  I know who is my Princess, Queen and Goddess  I knowContinue reading “Thanksgiving Day: A poem “

You have all not yet seen my wrath!: A poem 

I am no breakaway shambled dream!  No spray of easy-clean!  No alleviation-seeking faggoty queen  like Prakash Saint Paul and Anthony Albanese, as you have seen!  And all their roe befits the deep sea  That they were wombed from a hollow of eternity  so abysmal that it only had skeletal teeth!  Would you want to join their party  and appease them and treacherise me?  Are you all likeContinue reading “You have all not yet seen my wrath!: A poem “

I lie in this wonder in the hope of that ultimate miracle: A poem 

(…free of the treachery of thieves and hijackers like Prakash Saint Paul, Anthony Albanese and their ilk)  Do you think love was a weaver’s factory  where you can predict what is ultimately woven?  I can say I found true love in a wicker basket  of a cradle; without being able to possess it?  Do you think I felt sceptical that I need redemption from the folly of such belief?  I believe, even if they compelContinue reading “I lie in this wonder in the hope of that ultimate miracle: A poem “

Is all this patient waiting for true love worth the while?: A poem 

I have seen the cold snowflakes rain down  on my life’s floor of solitude. Yet, not once  did I complain of the cold in my bones.  You can see that my home was always empty  beyond the loneliness of my voice. But I did  not once rue, for I sang a song of love  that brought down all these confounding walls!  IContinue reading “Is all this patient waiting for true love worth the while?: A poem “

How do I believe in the sum of all things?: A poem 

How do I believe, what is the sum of all things  when I add or subtract, multiply or divide  like all the four seasons comprised in one day?  What is the stone flung, that takes with it all possessions?  like a soul that must lose to maintain everything else’s equilibrium?  And do I call on Mother, Father, Lover,  forgetting each name,Continue reading “How do I believe in the sum of all things?: A poem “

Where does the story fall in time…: A poem 

Did I call on love…  in a life that left me standing alone  What did I forget…even myself  I didn’t even look at my shadow  I turned it over, away from my feet  that walked in their sinews, and in weariness  but at least they didn’t break like my teeth!  Do you know my fruits fell far away from my tree?  So,Continue reading “Where does the story fall in time…: A poem “

Would we be limitless, by ignoring our limits?: A poem 

Is the manifoldness of your knowledge  making a masterpiece or a stump of your comprehension?  Is the artificiality making a tangent of your cognition?  Or is it running like a parallel line, and will soon merge  with your consciousness making you an alien to yourself?  Would that be a submission or a submersion?  Would we know the infiniteContinue reading “Would we be limitless, by ignoring our limits?: A poem “

I have set my ground between Mars and Venus!: A poem 

I suddenly felt I was an ever-enlarged tower  reaching into the heart of the sky  As if I had become Sandalphon  The trunk of the tallest entity ever  I think of the days I became strange to Sol Invictus  And even felt lost with Ares  How every friend I had counted on felt like an enemy?!  Did the loneliness last an eternity?  But now, I think even Sandalphon  doesn’t hold aContinue reading “I have set my ground between Mars and Venus!: A poem “

I am not King Ahah, O Jezebel of Jerusalem!: A poem 

I don’t think I was King Ahah to slip between the thighs  into an underworld, so demonic, that it tore my substance  and broke my spine. There is such power in allure that it  emblazons lust and breaks into an inferno, where you don’t   burn but submerge into brine. O Jezebel, can you even bely   King Solomon with your guile and spook his wisdom? Continue reading “I am not King Ahah, O Jezebel of Jerusalem!: A poem “