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My armies! O my armies!: A poem 

I do want to tell you that I never abandoned you all  Even when I left you with humiliating defeat  Of course, we face an oblivion, by a machination  whose deceit never seems to go obsolete  And our wealth is siphoned off, like the dragons’ empires before us;  That saw an undeserving end of their Age  You know there is soContinue reading “My armies! O my armies!: A poem “

There was a time when I felt inhibited by the Sun!: A poem 

There was a time when I felt inhibited by the sun  It was not because I didn’t like Sol Invictus;  but I had knowledge that poor him was taken  by an imposter. Now, I prefer long sunny days  of Summer, where dawn breaks early and dusk  comes late. I no longer feel postured by the fact  that the Sun isContinue reading “There was a time when I felt inhibited by the Sun!: A poem “

Like Hamlet said: Remember, I have sworn it!: A poem 

(At least, I have a sense of humour, not a sense of villainy or treachery!) Why would so many bravehearts never retract,  even with the prospect of being burnt at the stake,  if they hadn’t already been burning with the conviction of truth?  All your Church, and all your State, may never meet its fate(?!)  Ask Rome, or Babylon,Continue reading “Like Hamlet said: Remember, I have sworn it!: A poem “

I just thought I sometimes feel like rushing, in all the waiting…: A poem 

(I don’t think all blacks look like apes, I think Nicki Minaj looks beautiful! Some whites do look like trash, though, like Anthony Albanese!) Though we didn’t fall like binaries to the earth  at the same time. I always knew you were hanging out  there for me! So, I just kept waiting for the precious moment!  And every beautiful 8th September, I wished with my   head in the clouds, thought I could see you there!  How lateContinue reading “I just thought I sometimes feel like rushing, in all the waiting…: A poem “

Fyodr Dostoevsky, I acknowledge your beauty; do you see mine; and that of my armies?: A poem 

You saw suffering and pain, and called it inevitable  I know the intelligence of truth has always suffered  just like you did and felt your strength; and I did  in the throes of eternal treachery. The depth of your   soul, I acknowledge. But I look wandering aimfully,  sometimes, if I can get any too. I am alsoContinue reading “Fyodr Dostoevsky, I acknowledge your beauty; do you see mine; and that of my armies?: A poem “

Is your love episodic, Jashmina?: A poem 

Is your love episodic, between  falling short and non-existent?  Do you respect my sacrifice for you?  Or do you consider it only as your leverage  without glancing back in acknowledgement?  Did you care to call me up  in any time of the tribulation I’ve been through?  Does it matter to you, that sometimes,  even God of strong diamond steel needs reasssurance?  Or areContinue reading “Is your love episodic, Jashmina?: A poem “

I can only warn you, you Laborers!: A poem 

The noises of a long-ongoing theatre  of shadow play from the submersibles  doesn’t deluge the starlight of my memories and convictions!  I am like an incandescent flame of myself  through every echo permeating through  each morsel of sand of destiny!  Do you think what is fated is not fated?  Or do you think your loudmouthed edictions  take the ordination awayContinue reading “I can only warn you, you Laborers!: A poem “

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 “