Table Death Poem by Dr Kamran Haider Bukhari

Table Death



Sweet smelling wine,
Alluring flawless beauties;
A deal done under the table,
Piety sold to the soulless.
Tanks crawling on her breasts,
Impending death of the brain;
Body lying on the dining table,
All except God enjoying the supper.


Dec 16,2009

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