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Robot
by Aparna Chatterjee
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He has barely
Just enough
Time for sex,
Not for leisurely
Walks or talks.

Don’t blame him.
Life and stress
Have turned him
Into a mechanical
Robot.

Time-tied like those
Tenaciously ticking,
Hands on clocks…

June 29 ,2012
More by :  Aparna Chatterjee
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Poem Comment Thanks, Aparna-ji...
Kanchan Bhattacharya
06/29/2012
Poem Comment
I wished this lecherous review ;-) made it to Ed's Choice and it did !!!

Voila ;-)

http://www.boloji.com/index.cfm?md=Content&sd=Poem&PoemID=11881
alwaysaparna
06/29/2012
Poem Comment I guess the old man has this to say...


Marionette

If you wish
I would be the puppet on a string
A pin stuck into my heart

If you wish
I would be the slave you always sought
A halter round the neck, a moron in part

If you wish
I would pack-up- my desire
In whiskey, and ride that donkey cart

If you wish,
I would be no more elder by the day
Yet slowly before your eyes, I would break apart

But if you wish for now
For me to be the young man of our honeymoon days
I would regret and remind you, I love myself just this way

Though inside I seethe, I wish I could say
I love you, but you would still see me as the lecher
Teasing you in foreplay

Chauvanistic- perhaps!
Kanchan Bhattacharya
06/29/2012
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