A Phone Call Poem by Xelam Kan™

A Phone Call



Last evening,
Over the phone i heard
A hasty sound:
Is this Mr.Kan? Yes i am.
Was response from mine.
The ' One' who have posted those dirty lines? Next she roared.
And call it ballads and hymns? Aaaaghh...
Got confused and furious too, grounded
my cup of tea,
And threw my paper, caz she poured out all her stinky pee. (frustration)
Who the hell you are?
Inquired I angrily,
hehehe... and then in a bursting sound-
She blessed my auditory perception-like a lady-Hound-
'Go to hell Kan with such slum-lines
And for heaven sake cease
Your pathetic and stale rhymes.'
Oh! I felt 'something' fractured inside me.

Sunday, October 13, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: poetry
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bri Edwards 24 October 2013

my first reaction is i like it. then i read the two comments. now i will read poem again. did she cause you to have a heart attack, panic attack, or broken heart? ? ? and how did she get your phone number? i hope she DOES get mine! it could be exciting. now i shall have to remember to look for those slum-lines. BUT U.S. does have a good point, which i sometimes consider when i read a ph poem. this poem may not be about something which occurred outside of your rather large mind. i think i actually understood most of it and i enjoyed it. my favorite lines were: And threw my paper 'caz she poured out her all stinky pee. (frustration) (and that pee rhymed with your tea!) thanks for sharing. :)

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Jahan Zeb 22 October 2013

Agreed with Soul. You need to be encouraging others. Now one on this site is a poet in real sense. I am saying this because those who follow the rules of poetry choose rubbish sort of subjects which are of no interest for most readers and those who write with freedom violate the rules and the readers feel something is missing. I think all should be allowed to pour out their emotions through their writings and I am sure one their poems will be poems in true sense and they will be able to inspire the readers as well as the critics.

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Unwritten Soul 13 October 2013

Hahaha....i wonder if it was a real event or just a poem, but i am laughing too...sometimes your tongue its quite spicy on others and they blow you fire now because of feeling spicy hotness LOL i dont know...maybe...ooo Mr John also got feeling like this, never i ever found this side of you before...I am not the best person who can give advice but if someone say to you this, take your time to understand what she said, though maybe she just joking or real what we can do is try to understand...and dont be so down with this... come on John, you are not easily heart fracture person..keep stronger...

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