Fingers in hair you flirt with flair,
Feel fine in fair romantic air,
Why then this sneer on face
And concealed suppressed stress?
What floats in soup’s her piece of hair.
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Epigram |02.07.2024| humour
Poet’s Note: A man loves flirting with his fingers in wife’s hair. Then when finds a piece of hair in his soup, gets annoyed. Based on a Hazal in Gujarati by Lalit Varma
Categories:
varma, hair, humor,
Form: Limerick
Jasneet sharma mat laga baraf par garma,,
Zafar Bhai tujhay phair day ga Varma..
Note.Bachii Bach ja pathan kay qehar say..
Categories:
varma, celebrity, dance, for her,
Form: Rhyme
No one knew who wrote them or when,
Like cinema posters that changed at regular intervals,
Misspelt swear words appeared on the wall of the urinal.
Written with moss, coal and laterite
They read sometimes like..
The breeze here is fragrant. Rajiv + Sindhu.
A heart with an arrow through it.
Songs like “Rajan sir and Bhanu teacher are in love guys!”
The walls got covered with writings
In retaliation to the beatings and impositions.
Amidst the stench of **** and urine,
Love blossomed in moss.
The girls’ urinal stood like a temple
Translated to english - Anitha Varma
Categories:
varma, 9th grade, absence, age,
Form: Imagism
Day curfew throughout the city
The cavalry, who went on this route,
are missing
And the falling fog ...
nearly wiped their foot prints.
Comes the 'Kojagari' full moon night
The hills are now silver canvas
Yes, Raja Ravi Varma likes
to go missing in this way ...
Facing the pretty Shillong city,
I am sitting up.
Oh space, enlighten human life !
Seven stars of the Ursa major
can never be separated.
* Kojagari: Hindu fesitival to worship the Goddess Laxmi
Categories:
varma, beautiful, for her, passion,
Form: Free verse