Dad's Dick (Mere Baap Ka Loda) , A Poem By Wayne Holloway-Smith In Hindi/Urdu Translation Poem by Ravi Kopra

Pil-pilla, kuttay ki jeeb jaisa
sooar k thu-thani jaisa
shaniwaar ko chip-shop ki sausage jaisa
aitwaar k lunch main khudi dikhaanay waala
maans ki pehawaani main shaan-o-shaoukat lainay wala
har baat, har kahani main apni haiseeat rakhnay waala
un-paD, kabhi bhi apna khana na pakaanay waala
jo kutumb ko sahi salaamat rakhti hai
Uski garam angeethi ka O switch kholnay waala
kitni baar kya kiya hai us ne us k number rakhne waala
dhamaknay ki aadat se bhra hua
tucH baat-cheet se bhra hua
laDaaee jhagDay karnay waala
toilet ki set uthaanay waala
khujli main hamesha laga hua
bechaini ho kar chicoti-maroDi main paDa hua
hamesha nashay main dooba hua,
waaldaaoN ka sudhaar karnay waalay
araam se raho ab tum, tumhara sara karya-kaam
ab khatam ho giya hai.

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[Extracts from Love]
by Wayne Holloway-Smith
Dad's Dick

Floppy dog tongue
Pig's snout
Chip-shop sausage on Saturday afternoons
Lyric I of Sunday lunches
Meat protagonist
Centre of all narrative dénouement
Never read a book never cooked yourself
A meal
Switch on the oven O organiser of the family unit
Avid keeper of numbers
You're full to the brim with flinching
To the brim with nothing
Violence
Lifter of toilets seats
Maker of stains
Itcher
Nervous twitcher
Drunkard
Stitcher-up of mothers
Rest easy your work here is done.