Parbat Lawati
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My City, Gen-Next, Slammed
The Younglings of...
The Younglings of...
The younglings of tailor
Grew-up in shorts
With collage of patches
The cobbler's in crepe
Torn and yawning,
The fisherman’s with saliva…
Blue and salty.
Feb 17, 2020
My City, Gen-Next, Slammed
Meeting the missing child’s mother
Meeting the missing child’s mother
Contemplating life; driving subconsciously,
returning from the work, weary and blue,
a suckling getting ricocheted like a baby toad made me slow down my ride.
Jan 24, 2020
My City, Gen-Next, Slammed
City Seen From the Front Yard
City Seen From the Front Yard
Night after night,
The city burgeoned upwards the landscape; making bland
The entertainment of my plays.
Jan 11, 2020
My City, Gen-Next, Slammed
A Glimpse at the Bazaar
A Glimpse at the Bazaar
Seeing that child
I felt like pinching
Who couldn’t allude
Dec 30, 2019
My City, Gen-Next, Slammed
Winter
Winter
With autumn, again
the Jacaranda is nude
And the Sun is limited.
Some kids,
in the steel bin,
light a warm flower
Seeking spring and summer.
Dec 10, 2019
My City, Gen-Next, Slammed
The conversation
The conversation
Fishing sister! Tell me
how much fish you caught?
Are they to illuminate the moments with your own?
Or, are you taking them to market?
Dec 07, 2019
My City, Gen-Next, Slammed
Ode to perfume
Ode to perfume
Dear long departed
It is to let you know
I still remember you
And those meetings
When you would come
Oct 17, 2019
My City, Gen-Next, Slammed
Nightmare
Nightmare
How sweet of you
To give me a voice
To supply me a shake
To drag me to shore!
Oct 14, 2019