Fungus. A Heap of Poems. Parvez Kumar

Kumar

      BLANK PAPER

      How beautiful and clean

      This blank paper has been!

      Full of purity and youth

      Among people uncouth!

      The ink of freedom, the ink of wisdom

      Is all around our solar system;

      But worthy pens are out of stock,—

      As budget ones are in a flock.—

      Thus carnage & lust stretch their feet

      Across the virgin teenage sheet.

      The pen of flute, the pen of bow,

      Hand in hand, must equally go.

      Parvez Kumar

      MY LOVE

      My love is an idiot;

      To be the one is fashionable now,

      And proud to be hideous

      To cosset some handicap clowns.

      My love is dark today;

      To be the one is profitable now,

      Victim card8 he’s got, to play

      And make the mess in usual towns.

      My love is gonna be

      An innocent refugee,

      For houses, sex and money;

      Free of cost, full is tummy.

      My love is an endless pretender

      With foxy and flexible gender.

      Parvez Kumar

      Примечания

      1

      The word ‘his’ with capital letter H is used for God in the context

      2

      Thine – yours (in old English)

      3

      Bovet

Примечания

1

The word ‘his’ with capital letter H is used for God in the context

2

Thine – yours (in old English)

3

Bovet – a Swiss brand of the most expensive watches in the world

4

The world ‘You’ with capital letter Y is used for God in the context

5

va-va-voom —the quality of being exciting, attractive, or full of energy

6

Angrez – an English person (Indian English)

7

|| Bharata || – India (in Sanskrit)

8

victim card – a pretense of suffering and hurt, a show off of fake pain

8

victim card – a pretense of suffering and hurt, a show off of fake pain