Memories swirled in
my mind
how i had been
a part of all this
from behind
Yes,
I had brought her in
Now she suffers
I had committed a sin
Oh god ! She was
stripped naked
all her parts were
tormented !
Ultimately
she was drowned
and there ended
the hound
Tears rolled down
my cheeks, I was the
culprit in my opinion
guilty to the core
.
.
.
.
.
"Hush girl !"
My conscience intervened
"That is just an ONION
you got from the store"
Let us be water
6 years ago
11 comments:
u make me think of one thing with the words... and then at the very last, BOOM... its something completely different! :)
awesome nan!
i agree with Leo!!!
hey, but next time while cutting, peeling it naked :-)..i wont ever think of ur poem...hehe
good one nan! as always...the twist in the end.!superb!
Where do u get this crazy ideas....juss kdding. cool 1
hee hee hee hee... good one!
you might wanna use a really sharp knife next time, reduces onion tears. (dont cut urself!)
You always remind me of O'Henry. . .
His stories always had a hilarious twist in the end...
:)
Love the way you take your poetry
:)
I never knew cutting an onion can inspire a tragical,poetic and a humourous twist in a writer.
:)
Like in previous comment, reminding me of the famous writer O'Henry and his works. We used to have his stories in our english prose and we used to love them being read out by our english teacher.
haahaa :D that was nice..
was begining to think it was just another sad poem.. good that i red it till the end. :D
Nice one ;)
that was gosh!! .. a deep write turned topsy turvy :D !! good one
hey that's amazing, believe me nandhini i have become your fan :), its a art to see simple things and imagining and portraying it into completely different thing
good work
keep writing :)
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