Bamboo slits
National highway bribes,
For my silly second-hand bike's first test drive.
Constitution begs,
"Right to claw", before the divine Lingaa, with cannabis pegs.
Gullet challenges,
For the prolonged bullet's damages.
Rich siphons,
The poor's blood, for his memsahib's trendy tampon.
Beauty barters,
For her juicy and choosy characters.
Mr. Black Bee hunts,
The sapling she, simply for the savoury smacking stunts.
Favouritism eats,
Patently, against the upbeat merits.
Minister tweets,
For the bygone, then bosom buddy and now bandit.
Jackass licks,
Where the part–time pawn spits.
Ballot box bargains,
Like a phadigom's mapool, to get extra weight gain.
Neighbour trespasses,
For his badass' backyard grasses.
Swollen slit holds,
The pearl of cosmic sinew, as much as, in her magnetic black-hole.
Power misuses,
For his piggy and pushy missus.
RIMS deals,
Fairly, with the CBI's new recipe; a big tingling spicy meal!
Democracy lies,
For the fanatic friendship ties.
1949's birthday comes,
And he donates vitality for babysitter, every year, like ransom.
Virginity embroiders,
For the sterile sacred merger.
THIKKADAR foresees,
Thoubal to NH-39, a gold coating road project, as Govindajee!
Revolution speculates,
For the pseudo-peace debate.
Delhi devours,
The seven sisters' savour, and feels, like a momo; like a first flavour.
Justice denigrates,
For the monkey marionette.
Ageing antics,
The lotus' feet pond, in melodia; a godly Rasa Lila's erotic.
Odyssey's Nepenthe bestows,
The sea of stupors, to sanaleipak; to swallow, all strains and sorrows.
Charan-amrita sunders,
The seven siblings, for the sake of sinful shantidas scholar.
Vaishnavism's cult pays,
Now, his debts to, the Mongba Hanba; the pantheon of seven rays.
Identity hoofs,
Like a Gangnam Style, in the rhythm of Nat-Sankirtana's hip-hop.
Sovereignty sprays,
Scentless X-perfume, AFSPA-1958, on 9/11; a fateful day.
AFSPA helms,
Absolute life and death of Kangleipak's realm.
Eche Sharmila smiles,
Brightly, against the aiming tricolor's missiles.
Mahatma's truth silences,
Before, the handsome and half-baked, all nonsenses!
Thawai brands,
Cheap and costly, and seems, like a price tag; like a curse land!
And bamboo slits, like sh*ts,
The meetei's bold bamboo slits, like sh*ts, always.
The meetei's bold bamboo slits, like sh*ts, always.
Photo source: https://www.flickr.com/photos/yblue98/2669996227/
National highway bribes,
For my silly second-hand bike's first test drive.
Constitution begs,
"Right to claw", before the divine Lingaa, with cannabis pegs.
Gullet challenges,
For the prolonged bullet's damages.
Rich siphons,
The poor's blood, for his memsahib's trendy tampon.
Beauty barters,
For her juicy and choosy characters.
Mr. Black Bee hunts,
The sapling she, simply for the savoury smacking stunts.
Favouritism eats,
Patently, against the upbeat merits.
Minister tweets,
For the bygone, then bosom buddy and now bandit.
Jackass licks,
Where the part–time pawn spits.
Ballot box bargains,
Like a phadigom's mapool, to get extra weight gain.
Neighbour trespasses,
For his badass' backyard grasses.
Swollen slit holds,
The pearl of cosmic sinew, as much as, in her magnetic black-hole.
Power misuses,
For his piggy and pushy missus.
RIMS deals,
Fairly, with the CBI's new recipe; a big tingling spicy meal!
Democracy lies,
For the fanatic friendship ties.
1949's birthday comes,
And he donates vitality for babysitter, every year, like ransom.
Virginity embroiders,
For the sterile sacred merger.
THIKKADAR foresees,
Thoubal to NH-39, a gold coating road project, as Govindajee!
Revolution speculates,
For the pseudo-peace debate.
Delhi devours,
The seven sisters' savour, and feels, like a momo; like a first flavour.
Justice denigrates,
For the monkey marionette.
Ageing antics,
The lotus' feet pond, in melodia; a godly Rasa Lila's erotic.
Odyssey's Nepenthe bestows,
The sea of stupors, to sanaleipak; to swallow, all strains and sorrows.
Charan-amrita sunders,
The seven siblings, for the sake of sinful shantidas scholar.
Vaishnavism's cult pays,
Now, his debts to, the Mongba Hanba; the pantheon of seven rays.
Identity hoofs,
Like a Gangnam Style, in the rhythm of Nat-Sankirtana's hip-hop.
Sovereignty sprays,
Scentless X-perfume, AFSPA-1958, on 9/11; a fateful day.
AFSPA helms,
Absolute life and death of Kangleipak's realm.
Eche Sharmila smiles,
Brightly, against the aiming tricolor's missiles.
Mahatma's truth silences,
Before, the handsome and half-baked, all nonsenses!
Thawai brands,
Cheap and costly, and seems, like a price tag; like a curse land!
And bamboo slits, like sh*ts,
The meetei's bold bamboo slits, like sh*ts, always.
The meetei's bold bamboo slits, like sh*ts, always.
Photo source: https://www.flickr.com/photos/yblue98/2669996227/
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