dinesh mukherjee a poet occasional(hardly a poet)


Toothless Smile - Poem by dinesh mukherjee a poet occasional(hardly a poet)

The key board and the numerals laughed at me!
and the monitor blinked
the fingers on the soft key board
shiver and the loosen nerves
could not touch in guide!

on the streets of ph
whose house I klnoch
golden words and poets great they are
my presence might be severed!

The wounded flesh and the tore heart
december you never come
and the coup de maitre
oh! these poems I have crossed with noble heart
not for the bitches and whores
who take rotten pricks in the mouth

She may lay with any onewith red heard roast
she may unbutton before any one who they pay
she may fill three at a time
she may roll on the ditches ground
she may open the door in the name of dance
she may naked any one for ponder in ecstasy
she may shatter any one in the name of pain
a whole lust, pleasure, filth on the streets of ph
vendor on call you purchase it!

My old age and toothless smile
for those noble and kind
and the write is for the loveliest one
not for the whores and put their marks
even bitches cannot comment as it is sacred
yet let it flow and someone read it
and she may write in the name of....

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  • (12/11/2009 4:45:00 PM)


    Nice piece! I can relate to these line.

    on the streets of ph
    whose house I klnoch
    golden words and poets great they are
    my presence might be severed!
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 10, 2009



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