the beauty of you not be contained,
the pumping heart may not withhold,
sharing with the brothers, to multi fold,
the fragrance of you much more endured,
What can you show to seduce,
my galvanized thoughts?
How can you gesture to attack,
my antibacterial fortress?
The extravagance of you shocks me,
the height of you may place your blouse,
above me and I am in trace, but not fooled,
not trying to hold your dangling hips,
the rose colored lips open as the shells,
the pearls of shiny opportunist teeth appear,
ever working tongue arrested between jaws,
Maya, find one more tactic to fall on my shoes..
The virtual world created by the information technology is proving to be the tyrant enslaving humanity of the human beings and in my opinion it is the worst manifestation of maya. I agree that the IT helps us in many ways yet the doses of addictions it is giving to the next generation are more harmful. Thanks for sharing this thought provoking poem. Regards. Ratnakar Mandlik.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
If there will be anything left out for the future to talk about in terms of humanity, it will only be what was created prior to the computer. Will there be an IT era Shakespearean stuff to talk about in the future, I wonder. Great thinking VS. Thanks for sharing. X