Little bit of enigmatic questioning from me to Mum and Jashmina!: A poem 

What do you know what is hell or heaven?  Did you get any idea when you last visited seven-eleven?  And how you wonder if everything in between is your gated purgation?!  Can I make my choices without any blindfolded, deluded vindication?  My mother always thought God lived in heaven?  She hadn’t a clue that God lived for some time in her womb, but never did in any angelic illusion!  I know she is Maria, Mary, more seven and six, butContinue reading “Little bit of enigmatic questioning from me to Mum and Jashmina!: A poem “

Hey Saint Albanese, would you go on your knees to the Vatican?: A poem 

Hey Saint Albanese, do you see that edifice between your thighs  stand tall with your treachery; and then discover it is no dick.  That is why your inglorious beatifier Prakash Saint Paul only  loves you from behind the lurid curtains, because he is  always famished for a dick (lowda)! He can’t cock suck you, since you haven’t got any!  And do you fancy your transvestite garments inContinue reading “Hey Saint Albanese, would you go on your knees to the Vatican?: A poem “

Libertinism, liberalism, libertarianism and liberation!: A poem 

What does make up the science of your ideological theology,  like a glum rock sitting in the ambience of a misty sea?  You think you can walk out life in its simplicity  Your belief could be your own sabotage for eternity!  God did not bequeath you a religion, but was patient  that his truth mayContinue reading “Libertinism, liberalism, libertarianism and liberation!: 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 “

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 “