Sultry seductress
Blessed with excess of gab
And animal passion
Practices her prances
On men old enough to be father
Or may be grandfather
They slave, suck her toes
She gloats on their services,
Becomes fat on their toils
Sharmishtha basu
21.4.11
DONT BE ALARMED WAS WATCHING A SILLY MOVIE.
In the fog covered streets of London
Where once jack the ripper lurked
Now skulks the stripper witch
She has stripped off her soul
That’s not her type of possession
She prefers the weapons
Like lust, greed and passion
Armed with them she skulks
Looking for innocent preys
Only she leaves behind empty pockets
Empty wallets not corpses
Sharmishtha basu
21.4.11
Why take help of lies?
sweet dizzying opium!
to heal a broken heart?
wounds don’t need opium!
They need love, balm, care
they need time to heal, repair.
time to stand back on feet,
embrace the harshest reality.
honest love and care
may not dizzy the pain,
but at the end they will heal
bring him back on his feet.
opium will dizzy his senses,
fool him that the wound is not there,
may turn the wound to gangrene
and leave him mutilated for ever .
Sharmishtha basu
2.4.11
compositionalendeavor
sparrowsong
ThingsInsideTheWalls
Riding the Quirk Bus 