Best Hawker Poems

One lonely, chilly night, I awoke to faintly hear 
a rap, rap, rap coming from my front door knocker.
Too curious to ignore, I opened it a crack, and there 
stood a man, tall and wan, a strange night hawker.  

He wavered as he stood,...

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She hawks with dusk,
Aft gloom slightly waters the earth.
Proclaiming her filthy bodies
With seductive strides
Amidst the lawn of preys.
Hoping that her veiled tainted elegance
Would lure another victim
To the depths of her lavender quilts....

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She knows him to be a destroyer
Oblivious of having made her, a self-destroyer.
With great passion she hates him
But gave herself to him.

Here he comes again
To make her do what she hates.
Fun you may say she derives now and again
But disgust is what she accommodates.

The only...

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O Yes
Here only flowers in my crate
Red, white, green, blue, pink, purple …….
Colorful many flowers

No; there is no thorn
No; there is no hate
There no pain can born

O really sorry
I do not sell Scriptures sticker
Here you are Ma'm for the flowers
I’m just a hawker
From the bazaar...

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As The Note-Taking Girl scribbles
And absentmindedly quibbles 
Her fingers are animated wriggles
Churning out eccentric squiggles:
Letters of Ever Clumsy Angles,
One like a creeper that tangles,
As many like threads in singles, 
Wherefore her teacher openly wrangles 
And after explosion stiffly dangles
Before her the option of A Street...

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