Friday, May 20, 2011

A Poem On The Soul of Tears I Wrote

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a single
swift
blow
to the nape
of my
emotions
she smote
a thought
within
an image
my poetic pain
emotes
poets
who fall
in love
with
spectral
beauties
are bought
sold at deonar
sacrificial goats
doomed deleted
demystified
debauched
guilty as hell
it was purgatory
where she was
poached she
was searching for
silence
peace of mind
please note

ruke sukhe
dabewe hont
khamoshi
woh berukhi
mothharma
kha rahi thi
dal mot
woh kambaht
waqt thama
hua tha
dil unka
akrhot
aye sama
phir a laut

a poet dies
a million deaths
his poems
stay afloat
on the edge
of her
ivory tower
she has placed
killer crocodiles
a moat
a poet who
loves her
hates water
cant swim
no boat
wings of fancy
searching for a
dreamboat
a pain residual
remorseless
to connote
with the blunt
butcher knife
her bitter half
cut his parched
waterless throat
he was dressed
like Zorro
a black mask
a hat sweaty
waistcoat
broad buccaneer belt
suede black long tailcoat
just in case the poet
did not die he had bought
a electrical wire as garotte

mind you this is a poem i closed my hands
my karmic fate ghostwrote ..love the greatest bigot
born of a union of a zygote cutthroat

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