Buzz Off Telephone

Poem by

Zeenat Iqbal Hakimjee.


Be hold and me apprise

Of the current inflation and rise


In atta prices and the general

And of course dowries too


Acquaint you I shall with the

So called water and loo


Escapism with my telephone

From the hullabaloo


Hi, Hullo, how do you do?

Hadn’t we just met


Before an hour or two

Serves me right


If it was hate at first sight,

Out a sight, sorry upright, my telephone


Bill read

Not in units, tens but in hundreds


Writer is a poet and has written a book titled  H A R M O N Y a collection of poems.

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