Sigh of Sin ? (Part - 4)
you may say now
those demerits relate to the seeds of the gm oranges
but just think the scanning of hibernation of the philtre
or of the kite the thread of which is cut off
they can’t escape their responsibility too
then tell me to whom i could give
my sad melting point
but then to do any work means
this trigonometry
outside the territory of copyright
then the connection of the biscuits
with the thoughts of the fire-works
is clearly dismantled
the border-zone of all relations thus keep themselves apart
and due to a sharp difference in the chromosomes of sand-stone
our dwelling-house becomes a museum
to build a hospital with a big moustache
at last within the hypnotized company
the shadow of our bed-room appears
then the light of the social moon is like the materials
with which the inner parts of the sorrows of the pomelo
is made up
it may be well for making great
the art-work of the horse-rider
that is wrapped with the handkerchief of ocean
it must be waiting for my shampoo-power too
some cure may be offered by the paraffin
and her open hair
but one deed of the rose-petals
and the convex sweet drops of molasses
is the flame of thumb-impression
that is born and brought up by the pan-cake
in-between sauce-pan and peter pan
in this all-pervasive panorama of slang-opera
Copyright © Murari Sinha | Year Posted 2010
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