TWO SMALL POEMS ....... Prasant Misra ONE : SHE IS HER HOT STUFF OTHERNESS A moment before She was the victim Of a frame –up Flip-flopping around her Fuddy-duddy glances Of four-letter eyes She was a page three girl At the minute On her ” has to resit” heart My off-beat And on song eyes She is eyeful…….. Her hot stuff otherness…. For me ,for sure , A forbidden fruit next door TWO : LOTS OF LOVE AND Xs FOR HER She left…but I can’ t say She gave me the brush-off I can’t say “scrub it !” Or I am screwed……. Still I am serious about her Still I think – She is not a sky hook But my shop –window A snazzy heart snitcher…. Our slog is not over yet So to slug it out She will return…she will Return to spill the beans one day Lots of love……… Lots of love and Xs for her……
Posted on: Tue, 18 Mar 2014 12:06:54 +0000
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