- in the menuless motel
Yes I know, You do behold her,
Single in the Motel,
That MENULESS MOTEL.
In fact I know, You do more than beholding her
For she is the owner, she is the server
To say more she is the sufferer
So where shall I put marx here.
Down in your dark corners she brings that light.
The light of thousand suns
And all your beaten wishes of ages
Find fruition in her softness.
Yet you would watch motionless
Those batons boring her fathomless
Batons of Laws
BLOODY LAWS!
But often in my sleepless night
I hearken many a voices whispering
"Life this one for last night, HAPPY?"
PRAMOD L.S.
my GOD!is it another T.S.Eliot(duplicate )in making!?u must add some footnotes dear friend.ur notes to guide.i think dat the author is still alive...hi hi .u cnt escape .giv explanations.
ReplyDeletei second vadham's opinion...explanations needed
ReplyDeletedear readers eventhough i dont want to be an Eliot your comments make me feel like I AM AN ELIOT.Anyways the poem is a plea to legalize prostitution.now I hope you will understand things. one more thing ,the last line goes like this "wife this one for last night".now go read the poem again and still if you dont understand anything!!!!!!!!!!!!!!you better stop reading poetry!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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