Your holiday: my jealous view
I know you’re walking
Up the mountain with her.
I know you’re holding
Her soft hands in yours.
I know you’re kissing
Her shoulders now.
I’ll make her turn away
Not now darling, headache.
Every time you touch her
I’ll pop up in your head.
Every time you look at her
You’ll wish it were me.
If I sigh, somewhere,
A cloudburst of sneezes
Will spoil your dinner.
A headache unexplained
Will intrude the mood.
Pointed arguments,
Futile explanations,
Illogical recriminations,
Wasted breath.
I’ll make you surf
Pay channels all night.
If I don’t rest,
Why should you?
Up the mountain with her.
I know you’re holding
Her soft hands in yours.
I know you’re kissing
Her shoulders now.
I’ll make her turn away
Not now darling, headache.
Every time you touch her
I’ll pop up in your head.
Every time you look at her
You’ll wish it were me.
If I sigh, somewhere,
A cloudburst of sneezes
Will spoil your dinner.
A headache unexplained
Will intrude the mood.
Pointed arguments,
Futile explanations,
Illogical recriminations,
Wasted breath.
I’ll make you surf
Pay channels all night.
If I don’t rest,
Why should you?
Labels: poetry
Selected by manisha lakhe |
21:43 |
9 Comments:
Well, well...Perversity is its own reward sometimes! Can't help a chuckle...:)
I wanted to ask permission to post this poem in it's entirety on my blog, but there is no contact information for the contributor. Can anyone help?
The witches of Eastwick!!
If such powers be yours, restless vixen,
grant me a boon this night -
That he should never sleep again
while I should sleep so light.
Goodness! Is this what they call a poem? I don't know how great a poet you really are. But going by your stuff posted on board I find your writing of a very ordinary order. I am afraid most of the rave comments to your posts are perhaps out of decency, personal familiarity or maybe some kind of awe you command. Compared to the writings on this blog itself, your poems are of much inferior quality and standards.Sorry for the unpalatable remarks. Hope you would care not to pass on whatever comes to your mind, in the name of poetry. Or at least publish it on your blog and post a notice on caferati board. Your fans would visit your blog.
Morris Daryl
anonymous comments are rather pathetic, but it's a free world...
just don't insult others in the same breath. it is unforgivable.
j, i know lots of similarly 'wired' people in the California area...go ahead, copy it...don't forget to send caferati a link...
nnnnnnnnnnice!
How did I miss this one !!! Very nice !
-s
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