14 tom-toms - vii
the portraits by sun-rayscontinue to stagger
the gravitational force is so strong
after tearing of the pocket fall down
the gas-balloon the myrobalan
and many such others
i commit to memory
the cries related to all abcds
i put on their bodies
dresses of the latest fashion
and use them for the purpose of
new commerce and industries
i pick up the clapping of hands
the roaming in the virgin forest
the young pumpkins
and all that are available
from beneath the spectacles
i keep them in the volt
even i do never send to anyone
any water-chestnut void of blood
as a gift
following those norms
i think i can earn
the portmanteau stars
and i can tear the balcony of rains
from the advertisement of the soap
others may discuss it in other ways
but i do not want to take a bath
into that water
but after the hijacking of the aeroplane
form my torn pockets
the solid mosquito net
gets tumbled
Poetry by murari sinha
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Written on 2010-09-08 at 02:37
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