Short Hygienic Poems
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The doctor’s diagnosed OCD.
I keep on washing hands you see.
The wife says I oughter
Stop wasting our water;
So now she’s washing HER hands – of me!
Testing the water --- such is wisdom feat
as lad prepares toward Olympic fleet
yet knows that he's not a fool
to bathe in cool swimming pool
since hygienic concerns he first must beat.
Its a pandemic
Spreads quick
Looks like it may stick
Its horrific
Many are sick
Our elders are weak
Its hectic
Makes our doctors freak
Seems to be bleak
Its drastic
Causes panic
Things are getting dramatic
Its frantic
So please stay hygienic
If anything visit the clinic.
So-called civilization
busy in searching of pure nectar
Where water can't quench the throat of the poor
Nowadays
So-called movement for hygienic civilization-
an asylum of mental disease
Where two times foods rights a day
are hoarded in the arcane abdomen of the capitalist
-17.06.2020 Chattogram
Shining in hygienic walls
A flawlessness hollow
Stiff and gray
On metal tables
Rested upon unkempt hair
Recollections merge
Into torpid puddles
That exquisite beauty
Now shattered
Engulfed entirely
By conclusions of separation
I leave with you
A vinyl sack damp and thick
Sealed shut
Superfluously removed
As Halloween approaches
I wonder if any bold spirits
will venture out to maintain
a long forgotten pagan rite
and if they’ll don a Darth Vader
mask or wear a more sensible
and hygienic tight fitting
mouth and nose covering?
Regardless, there will be a light
in my crudely carved pumpkin
and I’ll wear my mask and
gloves to dole out sweet
nothings to any intrepid
souls who venture
to my door.
(Double Nonet)
In poverty there are blessed the lives
Hygienic weather is far fetched
Yet happiness in their blood
No mask and hand washing
Lacking of good foods
Day nights death news
Yes, nothing
Can do
Them
Their
Struggle
For the life
Builds confidence
Teaches adverse act
They manage anyway
No disappointment kills them
Let victory shine their hard world
Where snobbery disease never comes
22.05.2020 Chattogram
To civil manners she said "Good Night!"
If with garbage her plot was littered:
To the filthy, she gave a good fight
Like one by great losses embittered;
For unkempt spots her rage at its height,
As though one had her fought wealth frittered...
You, please, do not visit her website:
A long face with long snakes that slithered.
Georgina could simply rave self white
And the touched onlooker leave withered...
Any wonder her two plots once bright
Georgina, for days, often tittered.