Few shots of Vodka
Disclaimer: I don't stake any claims to the art of poetry. If the following work looks anything like one, it must be in a purely coincidental and sordid manner.
Head swirling,
Hurling
Thoughts, images
Sudden uninvited
In eddies
A sensuous ebbing of motion
Commotion
Limbs in retreat
Limp
A random delving
Into Adam and Eve,
Women drivers,
Kangaroos,
Fork as a phallus symbol,
The bell, the loo
P.S.: This fragment (there i go indulging myself even as the Romantics turn in their graves!) was written sometime in the beginning of the last year. It's been published once elsewhere and had another stanza to it. But i did away with it here. Firstly, because i didn't like it. Secondly, i like the way this fragment ends with the word 'loo', giving it a bathetic end, if u like.
Interesting..wow..we have some poets here! and here am I, still marred by the necessity to rhyme!(somehow i cant seem to do without it..)
ReplyDeleteI loved the ending too..!!
Let the dead poets writhe in their graves,Kavya,you stay tipsy! heh heh...
really nice poem, very interesting coz of the warped images it evokes.... somehow it doesn't have the deadening effect our bookish poems usually have on me (sorry if im being harsh, but i couldn't muzzle that 1)...keep writing, might just end up liking poetry ;)
ReplyDeleteYour 'Disclaimer' reminds me of the prefatory notice of Huck Finn.
ReplyDeleteLife,too, is full of coincidences and sordid experiences so why to care about!
Brief but hilarious!
@ Hina: lolz! thanks sweety. as for the rhyming bit, well i warned my readers beforehand..no resemblance to the art of poetry was to be found.;)
ReplyDelete@ Keerthi: means a lot... and u know had it not been for you, i wouldn't even have posted it here:)
@ Lalit: thanks! my 'fragment' didn't remind u of any literary figure, but my 'disclaimer' sure did! So far so good. :D