The Zombie Poem by Neela Nath Das
The Zombie
Rating: ★4.0
You are dead or alive,
I don't want to know.
(you told) You left P.H as poet
a few months ago.
You are a zombie,
with cruelty and vice,
Nasty words get price,
on your dirty, muddy lips.
I don't need your advice.
You know Lucifer, I hate
the man of your kind,
with zigzag words and trick
who makes people blind.
Thursday, September 20, 2012
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
(To Zombie VISHAL)
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4/24/2024 9:28:10 AM # 1.0.0.1119
U need to get yourself in rhombus that zhombic people do not get inside as always a way to taunt or bog or underscore another down.This is a freewill here for most.I do not understand why it is for somebody their mothers milk or kettle dreams.