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Punch/ I Kissed a Girl, I Liked it!

On World Poetry Day, we present are two love poems of Ampat. The first is tongue-in-cheek, and the second, rich in symbolism.

Punch

Love is balding

Growing a paunch

Writes fewer poems

They say

Has gone into hiding

But inside the impotent

Softness of love

Love is sexy

Always green

The rot can’t get in

There, a eucalyptus tree is stirring

In the wild, we(s)t wind

An aster is unfolding

Yes, love, don’t you know –

It still packs a punch.

***

I Kissed a Girl, I Liked it!

Your fruit hangs low

upon the bough;

so low that I can touch it

red as a blush

in love’s blood-rush.

Mad with passion,

come, taste it.

Pic from Net

Different Truths wishes Happy World Poetry Day to all its readers. On this occasion, we present works of five poets. Our celebrated poets are: Dr Ampat V. Koshy, Santosh Bakaya, Joyce Yarrow, Prof. Smita Agarwal and Anumita Chatterjee Roy.
 
Click on the links of other four poets below:
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Ampat Varghese Koshy
Dr Koshy A.V. is the author, co-author, editor or anthologist in/of eleven books, the last ones being 'The Significant Anthology' and 'Umbilical Chords' where he was co-editor and contributor. He is primarily a poet, critic, columnist, teacher and editor who also writes fiction. He was nominated for the Pushcart Prize for poetry in 2012 and has other significant awards too to his credit.

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