His tongue is a sword, criminal mind
Words chosen wisely to play his games
He rules my world, the only area he is competent
Rest all, you will read below, he is impotent
Whatever he touches turns to dust
He always makes all wrong choices
He is the reverse of Midas touch
In these many years, he is financially impotent
He does not understand heart beats
Neither his heart, nor his mind works
Nothing that should, make an impact on him
Making it obvious, he is emotionally impotent
Sperm production has come to a halt
Smoke and booze has killed his capacity
His thing refuses to stand and do its work
I suffer, he is physically impotent
Intertwined and tangled are our lives
Troubles everywhere, no solutions
Stuck at a point, now I ponder
Has he turned me in to an incompetent?
BhaShe
Words chosen wisely to play his games
He rules my world, the only area he is competent
Rest all, you will read below, he is impotent
Whatever he touches turns to dust
He always makes all wrong choices
He is the reverse of Midas touch
In these many years, he is financially impotent
He does not understand heart beats
Neither his heart, nor his mind works
Nothing that should, make an impact on him
Making it obvious, he is emotionally impotent
Sperm production has come to a halt
Smoke and booze has killed his capacity
His thing refuses to stand and do its work
I suffer, he is physically impotent
Intertwined and tangled are our lives
Troubles everywhere, no solutions
Stuck at a point, now I ponder
Has he turned me in to an incompetent?
BhaShe
1 comment:
ತುಂಬ ಗಾಢವಾಗಿ ಕಾಡುವ ಹಾಗೂ ಕಪಾಳಕ್ಕೆ ಬಿಗಿದಂತಿರುವ ನೇರಾ ನೇರ ಕವಿತೆ.
ಆರ್ಥಿಕವಾಗಿ, ಭಾವಾನಾತ್ಮಕವಾಗಿ ಹಾಗೂ ದೈಹಿಕವಾಗಿ ಅವನೆಷ್ಟು ಷಂಡನಾಗಿ ಹೋಗಿದ್ದಾನೆ ಎಂದು ವಿವರಿಸಿದ ರೀತಿಯಲ್ಲೇ ಕವಿತೆಯ ಆಳದಲ್ಲೊಂದು ಬದುಕಿನ ಪಾಠವಿದೆ.
ದಯವಿಟ್ಟು ಇದನ್ನು ಕನ್ನಡದಲ್ಲೂ ಕೊಡಿ. ಅತ್ಯುತ್ತಮ ಕವಿತೆಯಾಗಿ ನಿಲ್ಲಬಲ್ಲದು.
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