Thursday, January 15, 2015

My hello to Mr Phoney



This imaginary poem is about the everyday hypocrisy we see around us and sometimes in us. Introducing an imaginary person named Mr Phoney and certain phony moments from his life.


His cacophonic clamor 
praising myriad of gods 
his list of God 
is humungous
 maa Durga lives in heart 
He reckons to be "religious"
My hello to Mr Phoney 
who killed his daughter 
in womb 
yearning for a boy 
will save him from doom
Demon disguised devout 
say yes to female foeticide 

(He deeply revere the female Indian goddess maa Durga but he loathes a female child and doesn't want one)

2 cleaners visit daily 
to give his house 
a virgin girl look, 
looking for a mate 
who is ready to date 
He reckons to be "immaculate"
My hello to Mr Phoney 
who painting the roadside 
of red tobacco spits
 watering the walls
 overtly pissing outside 
Critter disguised citizen
Litter is his bride


Sunday mornings hurry 
so much to do 
religious discourse waiting 
late for his dating 
with a girl named "values"
He reckons to be "scrupulous "
My hello to Mr Phoney 
who lying on the phone 
pseudo promises 
pseudo praises 
who cheating on his wife 
Adulterer disguised husband
 eating ethics from his life

Day was yesterday 
saw him holding
a banner saying loud
"whipping your wife,
 a greatest sin in life"
He reckons to be "innocent"
My hello to Mr Phoney 
your better-half 
looks no better 
a banner hardly battered 
a walking ghost in night 
she is a horrendous sight
Despicable disguised spouse 
eager to hit and fight

Chastising and rebuking 
his one and only bloodline 
spanking and flogging 
for the pencils 
his blood stole
He reckons to be "fair"
My hello to Mr Phoney 
an owner of 
harrowing childhood 
stealing his taxes as adult
and finding faults in others
Monster disguised father 
anywhere overtly insults .


                         Aarushi Agrawal"honey"

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