Devanshi Khetarpal

Rookie (17th March 1999 / Bhopal)

Hand Me Downs - Poem by Devanshi Khetarpal

Mackintosh,
A birthday
Gift from
S.

A bunch
Of pomes,
From the
B.

Disappearance
From the
Streams of
R.

Water slid
Through
Crevices in
T.

Cries and
Squeaks
From
M.

Wafting
And drifting
Away-
H.

Stuck in
The laces
Of
H.

Quinces
Taste
Like
T.

Drowned
Among the
Course of a
R.

Wine is
Poured
From
B.

Falling
Into a
Whirlpool of
S.

Squatting,
Worshipped
The
S.

Sun,
Sky Blue,
Blind Rocks,
Rigid Towels,
Tamed Moccasins,
Mindless Hairballs,
Hairy Minds,
Mild Tomatoes,
Touring River,
Rhyming Bottles,
Blinking Sand,
Shrimps.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, September 12, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, September 12, 2013


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