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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 “

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 “

Jacob thinks of Joseph!: A poem

You know when it rained like hell and the Nile swelled up, like an asp that had overeaten, and the alligators even took some lives of cultivators Joseph looked at the skies, and informed the Pharaoh that there would be years of drought so, to stockpile for the drought years to follow! And so, it was that theContinue reading “Jacob thinks of Joseph!: 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 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 “

I have this conviction; I have this vocation: A poem

Way back in my growing years, I lived in a community that practised its Catholicism quite unawares of the shakiness of its structure of fervent piety on the undergrowth of an abandoned past. Nobody gave a thought to revolt about forced conversion being a crime. Even me, with an already hidden wisdom, at the age of four, in my first essay on myself, wroteContinue reading “I have this conviction; I have this vocation: A poem “

I lived in unacknowledged kindness: A poem

I have a relentless windswept notion of life like a violinist suddenly losing his fiddle and retrieving it with sheer magic, as if he could airplay his creation, his music I asked myself did I have any exposure, a talent breaking out like a fledgling And I thought, I am so old. Never mind. What after aContinue reading “I lived in unacknowledged kindness: A poem “

You should all shut up with your hypocrisy and treason!: A poem

Did you know I was like King Lear who divided all his love, between you all and lost everything, to a tragic betrayal? Did you feel thorn-pricked at any moment when I was eternally cold and despairing feeling the pangs of excruciating pain and I survived it all, only to save your souls? You have allContinue reading “You should all shut up with your hypocrisy and treason!: A poem “

Elections are never honest!: A poem

Evil thinks God’s Kings are not nice things. By definition, how does evil qualify its own evil? And how does evil qualify the contradictory righteous! You may all have believed in the clergy and Papal edict in the past; Now you believe in the vilest propaganda! Men like to believe they are Masters; God didn’t hasten to disguise his repulsion, but was patient, when undeserving Men were made Kings! Continue reading “Elections are never honest!: A poem “