Repugnance Poem by Diptesh Augustine Sarkar

Repugnance

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I tell you
Rain has no beauty about it.
Still if you write
and I sing
like the half-wit
liars
in feminine extol-
we ought to be sworn at;
For it breaks the heaven
o'er the dogs on the street
and to the man
who can't sit at home
being stared at
by faces
half-famished:
diminished.

(Sunday, November 26,2005)

Wednesday, April 4, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: november,dogs
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