my parents named me firoze
with that a chapter closed
till she renamed me shia
thug right under my nose
a fire in the groin of my belly arose
page reloaded leaping legs
twirling toes ..
a cryptic criteria that she knows
a shia thug debugged poetry
multicolored morose
to be felt from within
the angst of alignment
posturing
as rhyming prose .
thank you shadow boxer for your comment that inspired this poem , my 1100 blogs at Bloggerspot dedicated to the woman who cannot be renamed.
