Unordered Tales

A Diabolical Utopia

A Diabolical Utopia (A poem in 6 cantos) 1. The flags are flying and flutes of heaven can be heard, God the Old is celebrating and thinks for future...

A Self-chosen Hell-like reality

I see you through the window dressed in white and happy to the bottom of your heart. I know how you can get it - to achieve perfection, or solve a...

A Special Kind of Virus

I have no need of you, and don't want to be a part of your ballyhoo 'cause I can't even listen to you! I don't value what you say. Then why do I...

About the Poet

And how was I created, you may want to know?! She made me out of dust and anger; She created me with passion real and that is why I was meant to be...

About the Poetic Mission

About the Poetic Mission The Poet is the lucky chosen One revealing the personality of things in an Universe of foolish people, not able them to...