'What is it? '
The silence
Breaks into bits
'I forgot where the switch,
Goddamn it! '
Dum-Dutikku
Kitt-tata
Chic-Tic tschh
Weird sounds I hear
My heart goes shhhh
'What's that? '
I sat 'That thing,
With the hat,
And looks so fat!
Eyes just like a cat! '
'Hand held head
Of some distant dead?
Is there dragon
Now crawling
Under my bed? '
Something hissed,
I guess I missed
'Sis! You creep!
Too late now
I have already pissed! ! ! '
Poems in the D-Structure of the poet are never understood completely, this one looks like a juvenile, suspense drama...with the role of punctuation and the play of rhymes and sounds!
Groping in the dark, you couldn't locate the switch Or in your panic, you forgot where it was By the time you understood what it was You had left your bed, wet and soaking...... Very courageous young fellow! Condolences! ! Great play of sounds, Aswath! Congrats! !
A tough poet you are and it is a hard poem for me.. Can't understand and need second and third reading..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It's the real Paranoia played here with rhymes. Beautiful write. Something different.