Yoosaph Aayala

Rookie - 48 Points (india)

A Room With A View - Poem by Yoosaph Aayala

tut, tut, cries the door
dr… dr… open my hands
in a temper foul is one
another,
a bundle of furies
there is one,
resembling a triangle
crouched in a corner
see this too chubby
fraught with a move to snip out
laughing at mischance close to,
to double upon mayhem
a gentleman doping slowly
crawls into silent drive
none has time to worry,
cast-off at a slurry of pain.
……………………………………………

Listen to this poem:

Comments about A Room With A View by Yoosaph Aayala

There is no comment submitted by members..



Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?



Poem Submitted: Wednesday, February 13, 2013



[Report Error]