Treasure Island

Munia Khan

(15th March.1981)

“The Sea Had Shown Me Mercy”


“The sea had shown me mercy”-
I confessed to the prosy desert island beach.
Beneath my proud feet a sea star felt like a leech

My pyretic body and tanned skin felt more marooned!
And my pushy prosaic imagination had been swooned.
“The sea had shown me mercy”-

to the provocative palm trees I repeatedly said.
My prurient love fancied my lover with a mermaid.
The sea had shown me mercy.

My fake puritanical heart hid into the puny sand dune caves.
My putrid mind hated the laughing children of the waves.
The sea had shown me mercy.

The sea had shown me mercy
before the sun burnt my fatal desire to feel
that the precious glimmering ocean waters were real.

Written on the 13th August,2011

©Munia Khan 2011

Submitted: Friday, September 02, 2011

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