Relegated

Monarchies turned to democracies. Look where that got the poet…..do you agree?

they gloat on the words, become fat,

when their heads roll off, see the words

roll as well, off the troubadour  tongue,

catch them pearls-

What? The oyster again.

 

alphabets retreat, retreat, relegate,

like once upon a time gowns

now just enough thread.

wake up troubadour, time to sing

your greeting card lisp.

 

© neelthemuse,2012

3 thoughts on “Relegated Leave a comment

  1. chilling, strong, and reflective – nice!

    esp liked,

    “when their heads roll off, see the words

    roll as well”

    and that ending!

    “time to sing

    your greeting card lisp”

    nicely done neelima!

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