Intercourse Giggles at Me Poem by Dr.jawaz Jaffri

They have slaughtered my golden day
In front of my eyes,

And my mournful voice was repressed,
In the drum beats of celebration.

I am digging a grave,
In the soil of my heart.
Death
Breaks into my love brimming heart;

My people
Are forgetting to feel affection for life,
And they growl at one another
With brutal sounds.

I have a menace
In front which I did not risk,
My nose,

Has died for perfumes;
And a dread
Has squeezed all tastes of my tongue.

Every night one fear lies down
Before my wife reclines beside,
Intercourse standing afar
Giggles at me,

And my bed-room
Chucks me out of the door.