Tranny She Was

Charming I am ,

No denying that.

She  too was charmed , but

she had to check.

“Have you ever been with a Tranny before, Nik ?”

I tell lies, but honest ones

Been with another one,

yes, just once.

Just once.

I hate people who judge.

Sexuality is fluid.

Ain’t you gay in a prison’s clutch?

They tell you male & female

they’ve got just a few more variants

they came up with Homo, Hetro, Bi & Pan

aren’t we all Satan’s spawn ?

You’re human,

Me too.

Wanna’ DESTROY MYSELF EMOTIONALLY.

All in the name of ART !

 

Are you a chimp?

Are you a chimp?

 

Darwin told you, a long time ago that you were a chimp! You agreed, Didn’t you? But he made a small error. Yes, I said it. Loud and clear that Darwin made a mistake. Great men make mistakes too. That’s why Rome fell.

Darwin said you were a chimp. No motherfucker! You still are. Yes, you evolved physically but then that’s about it. You did not read books. You thought it’s too much of work. Let’s just look good and dress well, design an economy which resembles musical chair. Someone would always lose. It’s a musical chair. Those are the rules. And then you decided to fuck nature up and you enjoying, having fun. Just like chimps do. Break twigs, shit, puke, fuck, steal, at times hunt too. That’s your whole fucking story.

So, you still are a chimp! You were a chimp and you are a chimp.

I know some of you are laughing right now thinking I am joking but no I am not. I am damn serious. I am as serious as you were when you decided to nuke Hiroshima to make a point. A very small point. That you were a better chimp. Not so long ago you also decided to eliminate a breed of fellow individuals. One of the alpha male of your esteemed chimp community, ‘Sir great chimp – Hitler’, decided to kill Jews. You just stood there in shock and awe and I don’t know what as I wasn’t born then.

In my time another chimp, ‘Sir Donald fucking Trump chimp’ is doing the same. He wishes to kill every Muslim brother. That’s how chimps do it.

Now some of you are thinking what is my propaganda behind writing this. Am I a Muslim? Am I a naturalist? Do I have a PhD? How am I so confidently stating the but obvious truth. Well, for your chimp brain let’s just assume that I am Charlie Marvin, seventh great-grandson of Charles Darwin. And I also talk to the universe, because I am a human being, not a chimp! Unlike you.

So, please pay a very close attention to what I am saying. You are a fucking chimp! Okay! And you accidentally got the gift of language. You are not supposed to know the language. Because you use it to spread hate. You do not use it to spread love or peace. You should only communicate in sign language. Because you are a chimp and chimps are not supposed to talk.

And then came the shittiest moment in human history. You chimps got access to Inter fuck it Net. Holy Fuck! What’s gonna happen now? Every fucking chimp got smart devices. LMAO! LOL! Killing fucking language. (Smiley Emoji).  Because you don’t understand language. You are not supposed to talk.

And all of you who are thinking right now that you are a human being. Well, you are wrong too. You are also a chimp! Because you don’t understand, ‘Where there is will, there is a way’.  You don’t understand,”Honesty is the best policy“. You don’t understand,”Time and tide wait for none“. You don’t understand,”Find something you love and let it kill you”. You don’t understand,”Go all the way or don’t even start”. You don’t understand,”You are a piece of shit”. I don’t know why am I wasting my time talking to you. You won’t understand.”You are a chimp!“.

Please don’t buy a book. Go buy an I-Phone.

Charles Marvin seventh great-grandson of Charles Darwin.

Artist ¦Naturalist

Lover, Leave Me Alone!

Lover, please leave me alone

Lover, please leave me alone

Let me die with my sightless eyes

Let me die with my punctured lungs

Let me die with my crushed hopes, dreams and my broken bones

You don’t wanna nourish me

You just wanna judge

Pretentious, ignorant female

I would never budge

I am, I was, I will be

Cause I am time

I am wealth

I am stars, the sun, the moon…Saturn too

Your thoughts can’t leap

They like Snails

They sweep, all the dirt

all the earth, since birth

You are destined to crawl and die

Everyone gets by, everyone gets by

Lover, please leave me alone

Lover, please leave me alone

Starving For…

Starving for?

I gotta buy a little dope,

A little soap, wrapped in hope.

Hunger pangs, they got no fangs.

Can’t suck blood!

Gotta eat, gotta eat, gotta eat, gotta eat, gotta eat.

Rent Monster’s here,

Driving me into paranoia.

Pushing me into fear,

My thoughts unclear.

I wonder.. Why such despair?

Why did I quit a paying fucking corporate affair?

Thought a lot, did bend a knee, had an epiphany.

 

Nik said, ‘It was all to find love, Masked behind a fair idea.

Creating ART is a pretext,

Don’t you wanna’ have all those females,

Who made you feel messed?

Nik, you just wanna take ’em to bed.

 

I requested for a week’s time.

The monster’s fire did lose it’s shine.

 

I turned around, and on the ground,

There she was my favourite female!

She shouted, ‘ Write something you loser, Good for nothing poser.

Wannabe, wanna see more, Go create something pure.

It’s all in the name of ART.’

Nik wrote a poem and said,

‘ This is a fucking mask, All you really wanna do is pour your drink in her silver flask.’

 

She read the poem and dropped the curtains…

And my eyes shone, my eyes shone.

Nik left the room, I was with her all alone.

Can I please hug you angel? In the name of love!

Nik was still shouting from somewhere,

She’s gonna destroy you emotionally, but it’s cool..

Isn’t it all in the name of ART?

This Looks Ugly !

The weight was building up,
He knew he would be crushed.
Panting yet smiling,
He kept pushing back.
It moved
Stayed dangling above him
With a little hope
A tiny little rope
And it broke
Fell on his trembling soul
Shattering him into pieces
Painted on the floor
Ground fucked red with a deafening roar.
We need to mop this
It looks ugly
Said they.

“Tell Me You Love Me”

Tell me you love me, that’s it

Tell me you love me , that’s it

she said, she said.

Why wouldn’t I, I thought so,

I could see a hint of cleavage

and I knew she got more to show.

I need to know more about you,

How old did you said you were?

Nineteen is legal, I thought.

Put on my flying machine, and then the wind blew

I flew,

Through her window – I threw – My big bag of lust

While I unstrapped the goods,

I made her understand

Why and how Love should be Banned !

She was worshiping my cock,

I smoked, I coughed, I smoked, I coughed.

I Love You, I said

Ain’t you late for your flight?

I am done, lock the door from behind.

In taxi, on the way to Airport,

I called her and said…..

Did we just destroy each other in the name of ART?

Was this all for the love of ART.

Tell me you love me, That’s It!

Tell me you love me, That’s it!

I said, I said.

She disconnected.

Let’s destroy each other emotionally again… It’s all in the name of ART!

Darkness

Engulfed in darkness
She blossomed.
A tiny divine ray
Still managed to crawl
Through the crack
In the roof.
Wearing her down
Accustomed to Pitch Dark,
She pitied her demons bark.
But now she didn’t know
Who is a friend and who is a foe.
Light reels d real darkness.
Floating lies her fukin mess.
She who had found herself
In that black abyss,
She found herself lost
In the light.
I looked into her deep eyes
I saw the stoned cries.
The pleasure was there
Boiling beneath the fear. There it was,
the bursting orgasmic pain.
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