I Narrate a Tale
I pen a lousy poem
where verbperturbs,
noun frowns
And adjectives
act as clowns
onomatopoeia breeds paranoia
That swarthy sounds on murky mounds
Are conspiring to beleaguer
The Celestial castle of self
Simply for power and pelf
Where transferred epithets
Serve old meals in new plates
Fixing ''weary''with the ''way''
And insead of men, calling the inn gay
Where rotten rhyme talks things sublime
And weaving a whim around a slender theme
I narrate a tale that reverberates the vale
Forgetting his stress and tension
A passerby stands near my mansion
Listening with rapt attention
The saga of passion's cruel detention
Copyright © Nandlal Pancholi | Year Posted 2007
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