Treasure Island

Radhamani Sarma


Nonsense Droppings


A jumper I wore,
for I was going to London.
Many mocked at my
London Calling,
Still I heeded to that Calling.
I double checked all my
Rooms and locked,
For an established rumour
Ran, Gold was gushing
Out of every Godrej
and ornaments were
popping out of cupboards.
My eyes count but
Synthetic saris and silk woven
hanging on the dresser.
I was going to London,
For London was calling,
Calling and ask not
How, how, now.
I came to the balcony
to close the doors,
Again double check
lest any thief should
Plunder away all my gold.
How strange! Some droppings
On my jerkin, from the crow
above, bad omen?
No, no, it is a good augury,
Droppings only on my
Jumper, not my plan.

Submitted: Saturday, January 11, 2014
Edited: Saturday, January 11, 2014

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