Silence originated a scent-
But it fades up-tempo
When real strength walks in.
One move like victory in rise and fall
Steps thumping the ground like a warning,
Revising the mandates with every swagger.
One spray courage like a crown-
Radiant, lucid powerful enough to shift the
Leeway.
Every inhale is affirming space, crisp enough
To make the horizon rise with one.
Silence be funky sporadically-
Truth incarcerated too long in the lightness,
Soone step in, unshaken, untwisted,
Unequivocal.
One deodorize the Silence with one's voice-
Velvet thunder, golden fragments and
Triumphant enough to change the gust of air.
I do not like the smell of any
Perfume or cologne.
Unscented are the lotions
And deodorants I own.
Yet certain flowers’ scents can help
To brighten up a mood
And lovely food aromas
Can improve one’s attitude.
We all have favorite smells
And though our senses are unique,
Agreement can be reached when odors
Absolutely reek.
In my poems would be found colorants,
For the foul-smelling deodorants:
An advance interception of rants;
I’m dealing with human beings, not plants!
With Poetry busy like The Ants,
To deodorants shall be more grants…
In my poems exist, too, colorants
And when they find the space sibilants,
Their piloting pen Phonetician
By linguistics made Sound Magician…
Here and there purposed attacks of fact,
No doubt, for the sake of impact;
Yet, with Candor a Palpable Pact
If not the case, would have cons packed.
A dog's job is to foes terrify,
Actors of scary films horrify,
The police a rogue identify,
Insurance firms one indemnify...
Science would laymen's claims verify,
Panels rigged elections nullify,
Microscopes to microbes magnify,
Deodorants to bad air purify.
Witnesses in courts to testify,
A counsel to trial judge mollify,
Big stereos to music amplify;
Flowers one's surroundings beautify...
The Angels Lord God glorify,
Nudists the public mortify!
Today I came out from
monotonousness
stepped into old slippers
loose slack shirt
and in one old trousers
no deodorants encircled
my presence
let the sweat smell
I could feel the real me,
walked out in midday Sun
AC sensitized skin, burnt
to fumes, real me exposed,
I saw a man digging roadside
canal, his wife sitting with kid
on her lap hidden under her
saree sucking breast,
Sun couldn't burn them,
I burnt from inside
and outside, felt
the odour of me...
Today I came out from
monotonousness
stepped into old slippers
loose slack shirt
and in one old trousers
no deodorants encircled
my presence
let the sweat smell
I could feel the real me,
walked out in midday Sun
AC sensitized skin, burnt
to fumes, real me exposed,
I saw a man digging roadside
canal, his wife sitting with kid
on her lap hidden under her
saree sucking breast,
Sun couldn't burn them,
I burnt from inside
and outside, felt
the odour of me...
Dandruff, menstruation ,acne , scent
Deodorants,shampoo and strange new thoughts
The anxious adolescent in torment
Tampons,towels. skin care and defence
Confession, absolution, count for naught
Dandruff, menstruation ,acne , scent
Wet and dry the dreams are wryly bent
We wake confused from what we never sought
The anxious adolescent in torment
The virtues and the vices must be learnt
The will and the desire cannot be bought
Dandruff, menstruation ,acne , scent
Parents’ words our own strength can augment
But for the nervous, it is much too late
The anxious adolescent, the torment
“Civilised”. we might just kiss a date
Until we lose our heads and challenge fate
Dandruff, menstruation ,acne , scent
Poor adolescent in this mad torment
Ah, the salty scent of sweat,
A powerful bouquet,
Infusing all with noxious stink
That will not go away.
Think locker room or subway car
Or summer’s sultry stench;
Olfactory assaults may come
On beach or bus or bench.
With spikes in the humidity,
Deodorants may droop
And unprotected armpits cause
Bacteria to swoop.
Then people’s bodies will react
And soon they’ll start to reek.
The funny thing is everybody’s
Essence is unique.
It’s kind of unavoidable
That odors start to bloom;
Since summer’s here, we should prepare
For negative perfume.
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