Freedom Or Perversion Poem by Dr. Yogesh Sharma

Disheveled and unkempt hair,
Imagery piquant words so unfair,
Everything coarse and crude
Floating, dirty beard, wide and rude.
Hollow theories to set the temper
Infected jeans or revealing hamper,
Front and back mid-riff open to all,
Just lexis to set your psyche on boil.

Utterance erotic and foreign,
Envisage while the violins feign,
All the time turn to the foul attitude,
Chaos and anarchy are their favorite flute.
Decade old jhola on the shoulder,
Filled with dead Marx and Mao hate literature,
Smoke the bidi to sport the labour cause,
But silently chewing ecstasy pills and dose.

Socialism of enjoying government funds truly,
All the genders frolicking freely,
Excitement burst into the night
Bare and easy as put out the light
Even candles put out to swell fire,
The heat of body sharing and no hire,
Passions run up and down the spine
Getting ready for free wine.


Appetite sets the libido on fire
Spending the time and spoil together;
Are they Xavierites or Stephenanian;
Or Presidencians or FTII-ian;
Cannot say, but definitely enjoying,
Freedom of dress, Freedom of expressing,
Freedom of syllabus, Freedom of hug and kiss,
Freedom of strikes and dharnas.

Must be modern, liberal, and free;
Multicultural learners but ill-bred tree.