It's long since last post. This time it's a sense like 'how can she say that !', which prompted me to post this short poem (if this can be called one). It's about a poem posted on http://azilikeit.blogspot.com/2009/02/akkaby-shweta-rao.html
It's not that I feel myself in the category targeted in the poem or that I'm replying 'coz I feel defended from this attack on the target's lust. My motive is to show - categories do have sub categories.
Yeah I stare you and I feel proud
My presence stalks you, Let's say it loud
You show me your flesh, I appreciate it
You feel your beauty, I recreate it
Don't cutoff your breasts, they're marvelous
Don't shed your uterus it's precious
It's not my lewdness you see in my eyes
My limbs are not prone to your naked thighs
I scan your figure but don't wish to rape you
But from those who do, I want to save you
I know your hymen is impenetrable mentally
All I wish is to save it physically
Fear my gaze, cover yourself
Oh you lover woman! you need my help
Shed your madness, comb your hairs
Let's be happy together n no one ever cares !!!
P.S. These idiotically rhyming lines do seem stupid before the bold and real literary stuff showcased in the original poem by Ms. Shweta Rao. But bhavnaon ko samjho, angreji pe na jao !!! If the post seems too uncensored, mind you it's not for minors :D
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7 comments:
good one mishra!
you are right, there are categories and subcategories...as in, dementia with loads of creativity.
Yeah right. Thanku. mention not :D
Shweta, you certainly are gr8 at vocab. U C, I had to look up for dementia in my 171MB concise oxford dictionary which certainly is a familiar word for you. Yeah! I know experience counts ;) May God gift this mental disorder to me. May be one day I turn out to be as gr8 a creator as you are :)
:-D
ya, may you grow wiser with your age, and write even better! Amen!
I thought you are equally good at language as well... (no doubts 4 vocab ;) ). I nowhere wished for any wisdom here... I know, excess is never good :D But yeah, thanx for wishing me 'better writing':) Amen!
First and foremost, mast poem hai...as far the rhyming scheme is concerned.
I was expecting something of this sort having known your views all along...
"It is in our genes!" eh?
Well...to be honest, I am almost resigned to this fact...
No other choice available...Kudos Lechers...
congo mishra .... atleast kissi ne to tujhko pehcahana ....
nyways good job lecher ...
It may sound sleazy to some but it is as put by Wordsworth 'spontaneous overflow of emotions' unmodified.
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