Post-War Poetry
Turn tyrant tradition topsy turvy
and rid the tooth ridden with scurvy
Muffle mrtre with monosyllabics
Trim words ,morgage meaning,
Call Shakescene full-fledged Freud,
Pope, refined rhymster,
yeats,a man of metaphysical mist,
Weird contrition has no place in poetry
It's rootless tree quite carefree all agree
Forgive if you find these words riddled
Lines limping for I want poetry to drag and
Screech like lame Iraqi tank
Post-war poetry just cant' afford to be brisk and smart
SoI make it hop like Hopkins
And retard its pace with heavy Hawthorniandction,
Thus inserting into vapid verse
Fine element of fatigue and fiction
and lament the loss:
Alas!they clip wings ofwhite dove,
murder myth of love,
Let's remove upper lip and lover teeth ridge
surgically so that
none can order :"fire! fight! finish! "
Copyright © Nandlal Pancholi | Year Posted 2006
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