Sanmati, my source, is completely mine
As she never missed going to shrine.
Nor does she move slowly like a bovine.
Much was done to munch through byline
Against me or her to bypass or to confine.
Thanks to expedition that made her whine
Inner talents, flairs, bents and gifts fine.
Jain are we: active is she; before deadline
All her work is complete – quality divine.
Illegitimacy! Come thou and pour wine
Near those who still soar for heavenly design.
Categories:
illegitimacy, daughter,
Form: Monorhyme
Illegitimacy
Prostitution is
As old as humanity
Girls sell for a price
Food and sex is a precarious combination
Man and beast sailing in the same trepidation
Among beasts the female decides her mate
Amongst humans man decides his choicest pick
A chimpanzee shares her body at a foody price
A peacock sings and dances for a hen he queens
Lady bugs playing fast and loose is no big vice
Females in charge to pick and choose for better genes
Man's philandering leaves behind his tainted genes
FOURTH
Balveen Cheema
November 1, 2015
Contest: A Poet's Dozen
Sponsor: Silent One
Categories:
illegitimacy, animal, bird, children, dance,
Form: Quintain (English)
Turkey Duck And Junior
Some days like Sundays, turkeys are not too smart
They don’t go to church or drive cars or sing opera
One Sunday a turkey mated with a duck
The duck became confused for some odd reason
In its own language and vernacular it stated
Get off of me you simple; something that rhymed with duck
The turkey did not comply
It did continue in its sinful mission without permission
Later on an egg popped out of one of them
Neither one owned up
The shell cracked open suddenly and then
It did not quack. It did not gobble
After looking in a mirror the thing stated succinctly
Please return me to my shell immediately
I promise not to tell what you idiots have done to me
The turkey spun in circles counter clockwise
The duck swam backwards in the pond
Neither one responded responsibly
Junior found a shot gun and some shells
It shouted, I don’t know who you bird brains are
But if you are mom and dad you better marry
Or learn how to turkey up or duck
I know how to use this weaponry
To solve matters of illegitimacy
Categories:
illegitimacy, adventure, bird, conflict, confusion,
Form: Free verse
You have lost the game,
Which is impossible to win.
Surrender your defeat,
And I will so mine.
Give in to fate,
Let it run it's course.
And I will take this route too.
Thou have not a clue,
What life is about.
Not one man nor woman,
On this Earth does.
Durst you challenge this?
Admit your illegitimacy,
And I will so mine.
Surrender your beliefs,
And give in to peer pressure.
Do this, and you shall have eternal glory.
Among the great you might live,
Among the poor you may die.
But I will never surrender,
I have won the impossible game.
Categories:
illegitimacy, life
Form: Free verse