Vulgar - Poem by Naveed Akram
Vulgar tastes recombine to make a new taste,
Ugly, and so ugly;
I wanted a darling feeling, not one that tires,
For haste is the best solution.
The dusty roads are not blue as the sky,
This sky tastes of water and air,
It worked more for me than you.
Taste now when thirsty and honestly
We are not hungry now.
Screaming youngsters flee from a lonely taster
Of food; in love was the baby who grew up.
Howls were around, but the baby grew
And with this hasty measure he fed himself.
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