Rip......Mj Poem by Soumita Sarkar

Rip......Mj



Dark toned skin
Curls nestle on skull
Nose close to flat
What wrong with my birth?

Cords on guitar
tune well with
my vocal cords
my feet walk moon
rock I shall soon

Praise and pamper
my way to a super
stardom and dandier
I am power of power

Let me make over
set a new avataar
Rich outer
locks lovelier
nose sharper
eyes darker
I no more coloured
I am power of power

Let see what males adore
like a girl's doll
let me change
all over

Operated stretchered
stitched sutured
must I say
got every word
I uttered
I am power of power

Fairer leader singer dancer
rocker and changed gender
tasted all pleasure
But never got peace
my birth altered
my roots shattered
my heart beats
Yet I try suicide
suits and slander
leaves me meander
ends with me a story
oft quoted and trying
changing one self
is to happiness no key

Rip......Mj
Thursday, June 25, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: personality
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