A Plebeian's Infraction - Poem by Kumaara Sukeja
A PLEBEIAN'S INFRACTION
In left Auricle
Or right Ventricle
To Mannered Ears: a comical cry,
A screech. At the worst.
Sucked bone-dry of emotions- he-
'She wuz jus' passin' by'...
Hung to dry.
On a clothes-line.
Blood flow resignedly ebbing..
Dumped from the cerebral heights-
The prim 'Victorian' scornful.
What if the beat
Was erratic? - a foolish heart!
Cause and effect be damned!
The Bohemian aspirant
Into a foolish knave!
The tantalizing temptress:
Now disdainful, ascends
The higher moral grounds.
The friends murmur
And finally concur:
' She was not meant to stay- '
' His heart bled for her. '
But Blue would have made the difference.
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. (C.) Kumaara Sukeja.JAN.2016
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