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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