To Saint Paul, the Church, Anthony Albanese, the Labor Parties, the Left, the UN, the EU, the deep sea, the Moon, Allah and all the origins of conspiracy against me!: A poem  

You know you can’t widow a bird from its Godhood  When that little lyrical bird dies   it flies to its God; doesn’t drop into the sea!  I was tailor-made to do my duty  You can’t now keep crushing me by throwing chess pieces at me  You can’t even have anyone I love, for with your relentless crimes against me,  you chose to dispossess me. I am notContinue reading “To Saint Paul, the Church, Anthony Albanese, the Labor Parties, the Left, the UN, the EU, the deep sea, the Moon, Allah and all the origins of conspiracy against me!: A poem  “

I only made a choice, but it took away my voice: A poem 

How could I feel the gnawing,  of grief in silence, without crying,  and know that this illusion of being home   was not mine, since there was no picture of you?  And feel I reside with such unkind reservation  that keeps me from not shattering the windows  and plucking out the thunder from the skies  without the lightning piercing my heart?  What stores the gold of the soul  I sharedContinue reading “I only made a choice, but it took away my voice: A poem “

Would the question resolve the problem?: A poem 

Does it befit a world to be in an Auschwitz of souls?  Would you want to settle in a dystopia, where belief  is founded on the bedlam of truth? You can be the water  of your soul or its lunacy? But I am never going to   vouch for it! It is not even my bedlamp, lit up in   my sleep! I know whoContinue reading “Would the question resolve the problem?: 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 “

Love is a soulful absenteeism in its presence: A poem 

Do you think you feel a disconnectedness with sanctity,  a loss of personal structure, a kind of colossal fall from  self-dignity, an erosion of the soul (because your soul is  also made up of the love you feel for others) due to betrayal?  I know that I don’t take chances with love because I am   strongly discerning! Not many fit into the eliteContinue reading “Love is a soulful absenteeism in its presence: A poem “

I am simply baring to dare, if you should test my powers!: A poem 

I just seem to feel like the summer heat  is getting under my skin. But at least   the yellow Crown of Thorns in my balcony  has not died like the rest of my flowering plants;  even though it doesn’t have its earlier glow.   The petunias died; I didn’t even bid them bye!  What is love and caring, without the personal feel!  Would youContinue reading “I am simply baring to dare, if you should test my powers!: A poem “

The cross-swords of love and hate, an obstacle or deserved ominous violent subtlety: A poem 

I can make you think for yourselves  But I can’t overwhelm your thinking with my pedagogue  I am just no tradition of despots running propaganda  The mean machine of today’s liberalism often assigns fascism  to people with convictions. You can’t be prudish in being principled.  Yes, there are donkeys that carry the burden of blame  For all of you to earn your salvationContinue reading “The cross-swords of love and hate, an obstacle or deserved ominous violent subtlety: A poem “

Mother, I don’t care if I’m never reinstituted!: A poem 

Mother, do you see the unanimous belief in the lie,  I just couldn’t be watered down with it; nor could you  We have semblance of the eternity locked in our soul  Before we imprint ourselves by our dynamism, I revolt that the whole  story will never be told. Who can I invoke, who can I name?  There is none who befits my candour, when everyone I look up to is rendered lame Continue reading “Mother, I don’t care if I’m never reinstituted!: A poem “

I know courage always transmigrates: A poem 

The age of chivalry is not dead for me  For I know I never took my challenges  lightly, but with the light of grace;  felt the stranglehold of predators,  but never felt strangulated, even  when I felt my roomspace shrinking!  You know that even my defeat is not   my folly; you can’t fault me if I protest,  Even thoughContinue reading “I know courage always transmigrates: A poem “

What do you think is my likelihood at decorum?: A poem 

Am I deadwood gathering mould in a forest  where it never rains, but is still damp and musty?  Do I feel the circle of cells in my trunk  collapse in lightless existence rung after rung  and reduce me to a stump? Am I not coherent to any design?  It may seem to many that I let go off myself…  that I committed travesty on myself for not  respecting my own aspiration…and would   you fathomContinue reading “What do you think is my likelihood at decorum?: A poem “