Scream Of An Old Poem! Poem by Savita Tyagi
Scream Of An Old Poem!
Once upon a time
I caught a dull, old rhyme.
Basted it with salt pepper and thyme
Mixed it with onions to use for frying.
I wrapped it in flour coarse
But it turned into a corpse.
All plump and red hot
It screamed from wok.
When old and tasteless
You are all but helpless.
World is a dangerous place
Will eat you alive sans grace.
But the poem tasted so good
While I walked alone in woods.
World is a dangerous place Will eat you alive sans grace. Yes, world is a dangerous place, and would tear apart some poems notwithstanding how good or bad they are, But perhaps not our PH world, perhaps we all can do with some constructive comments, and not always uplifting. And a poem will always taste good to its creator, who like a mother loves it.
The world is dangerous place but we have to carefully live here. Life is full of memories. We shall understand rhyme of old memory. A helpless is helped and motivated through inner music. An excellent poem is well penned.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/27/2024 5:33:24 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Fantastic recipe. Enjoyed the dish which entailed an awesome and funny detail. Thank you, Ma'am. But the poem tasted so good While I walked alone in woods.