Monday 13 January 2020

if you are a man, woman is Iblees

She said-in this Eden, if you are the man, I must be Iblees
& if Paradise is Passion's thriving, no Prophet is of Peace
Blind boob-latching baby to my sex's inner child
You tame yet my body by but driving my heart wild!

Clueless on the uptake, cursed to be content with a blind conatus to pursue
Flowering Ashokas off a cliff-edge- Lefkadian but Glue
Bhartrhari's ax, by its own sandal scent, scandalously beguiled
As ever, old Adam, to his ana-theos'bala' replied.

Envoi-
Midons! Khora akhoraton is mere peripatetic Tupperware meaning tho' nice boys can be silly
Higher than Lanka's Virodha bhakta is Janaka's Maithili!



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