Yashovardhan Kulkarni

Saturday - Poem by Yashovardhan Kulkarni

Saturday, here it is
What have you got?
what have you got, sunny?

For you need a sacrifice from the times you they say you have lived,
Lived, they say

I for one was played out I believe, sir,
Will tell you I dint have my right neither the left in place,
winds I think I was trying to surf like I think they do,
This cigarette is lying there, and looks dead inviting,
And the straight faced hours, they do get funny

Saturday, here it is,
what can I get you today,
I am not myself and empty as it is

Saturday, here it is,
what have you got sunny?

Topic(s) of this poem: debt

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 5, 2015

Poem Edited: Sunday, April 5, 2015

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