Stop in the Name of Love


Stop in the name of love,

Think of the body of your woman—

White hills, brown sand dunes,

And her sea swell eyes.


Imagine walking with her through hills,

Singing siren songs, well-intentioned, but still

Crass and rude, and her disappointed sighs

As she quietly nudges away from you—


Think of it and deeply think.


Stop for the sake of her love,

Stop writing odes that’ll dry her up,

Deflate the white hills to curmudgeon deserts,

Brown sand dunes to soggy swamps,

And sea swell eyes to salty spit.


Even now she cries for help,

For mercy, and her anguish lengthens

With every corny line you ink

And every watered down metaphor.


Stop in the name of love,

And all that is holy and beauty

That you have tied in a noose,

And now rape, even though it’s already dead—

And you’ve killed it, well, congrats!



Bibek Adhikari  

Poetry by Bibek
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Written on 2018-11-22 at 16:51

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Thomas DeFreitas The PoetBay support member heart!
A vigorous and lively piece! My favourite stanza is the one with the curmudgeon deserts.