Thursday, 7 April 2016

Parodies and a Sonnet



The River

Oh, she flows, spreads, the River! And she floats our dreams
Who cuddles us within her cool tideless appeal
She catches leaves and hides the fish in her bed so deep
A liquid theme where our history and culture swim.

Down, down, you will not hear her like the sea but drifts still
Don’t panic on her current for it heals – mind, body, grief
Today we rise like her, pouring with hope and concern




Where He, the open sea awaits for our sweet return.

(Parody of The Little Rain by Tu Fu)



Song, to a Stalker

Don’t look at me with your bulgy eyes,
Horrible! It’s not meant with mine;
Wipe that kiss within the cup,
Or take a bath using your wine.
The thirst that from your soul rise
Should never ask a drink so divine;
Honestly! I of Aphrodite’s nectar sup,
Would not even care for thine.

You sent thee late a rosy wreath
Well, gave me blisters and allergies
Rejection is all you can get there
It could not withered be!
The wreath you gave didst only breathe
Of dead rats, why senst to me?
Since when I’m a lady, marry I swear
Not of yourself, but thee.

(Parody of Song to Celia by Ben Jonson )



Obloquy


Rights! Furnish them all their —
Vinegar-soaked epidermis
                Bilabial thread- squeezed, hair
                Where their perfections uncease!:
                Jack , they grant - affable be
                Jill is as delightful as he!
                                 I am: yet, barely one knows
                                 Forsake me like cerebrum lost – say
                                 Aye, labeled cannibal of my woes…
                                 Still to be floured, eau de toilette
                                 Lend me a look, tape me a face
                                 To change my color – a grace?
                But, He comes down, decides the   Race War
                Rights! Furnish us with all our —

(Sonnet about Racial Discrimination)





These poems were written by a 3rd year college student. That is me. These are from her book A DESTINATION MICROCHIP, a travelogue which was the major requirement in the subject World Literature. 

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