Wednesday, January 11, 2006

Ghazal 605

How will you hear these lines, sings a titter in my cunt,
If I fashion a poem of the jitters in my cunt?

It was late when I discovered the shape of roundness
(Imagined in my palm) stirred a glitter in my cunt.

Loving you is treacherous -- an hour ago sweetness,
Unspoken hostilities are now bitter in my cunt.

The sounds I taught to remember myself to scream
Are yet one quarter the primal Schwitters in my cunt.

I sell condoms to the unversed, teach them safer sex.
Yet there have been times I willed your litter in my cunt.

She often singes innocents with her hotheaded glare
That for oglers intends the hitter in my cunt.

My sheer cunt, still, is enough to give you pleasure.
You practiced -- to worship, to play the zither in my cunt.

Eve reclaimed the vagina, but the unfinished tales
Of good girls to come still clatter-clitter in my cunt.

Slowly discover rules for yourself, Monica.
Cheer's vitalest, let not dolor fritter in your cunt.

15 comments:

neha vish said...

I can't tell you how much this ghazal has blazed me. It's brilliant. In it's imagery, in it's honesty and in it's almost universality of experiences.

It almost made me cry.

4WD said...

err... it made me cry too?

Girija D. said...

wow!
gr8 stuff monica! have truly written the undescribable :)

Kunal Goel said...

good poem.

Red said...

Monica, great stuff. Incidentally, Quirk has been looking for poetry submissions. (quirk@nls.ac.in). Its one the rare law school experiments that seems to work. Imust warn you that news of your skill might prompt LnD to keep sending you terrible terrible poems to judge.

I hope everything is going well.

Rohit

Sanjukta said...

Hi Monica..

Welcome to DBM...you didn't give an introduction to the group yet..and hope you coming for the 2nd Anniversary Meet on 29th.
check out delhiwecare.blogspot.com for more info.

See you there then

Zofo The Hermit of Wandering Thoughts said...

Dunno Why I didn't come.....

amitken said...

Monica,
I have been a non-commenting reader of you from quiet some time. but the sheer power of this Ghazal made me comment.

It has great shock value.

Thanks!

dhoomketu said...

I have been coming back to this again and again, just like the four other gazhals i like. Thanks.

Anonymous said...

when you use the T9 function on your mobile, you sometimes end up getting bizzare words in place of the ones that you type..so if you type cunt, you get aunt, gives the poem a new incestuos sexiness

How will you hear these lines, sings a titter in my aunt,
If I fashion a poem of the jitters in my aunt?

It was late when I discovered the shape of roundness
(Imagined in my palm) stirred a glitter in my aunt.

Loving you is treacherous -- an hour ago sweetness,
Unspoken hostilities are now bitter in my aunt.

The sounds I taught to remember myself to scream
Are yet one quarter the primal Schwitters in my aunt.

I sell condoms to the unversed, teach them safer sex.
Yet there have been times I willed your litter in my aunt.

She often singes innocents with her hotheaded glare
That for oglers intends the hitter in my aunt.

My sheer aunt, still, is enough to give you pleasure.
You practiced -- to worship, to play the zither in my aunt.

Eve reclaimed the vagina, but the unfinished tales
Of good girls to come still clatter-clitter in my aunt.

Slowly discover rules for yourself, Monica.
Cheer's vitalest, let not dolor fritter in your aunt.

Boomsa Happy said...

I cried too. I guess any kind of publicity is good publicity. I wish you and your cunt all the luck in the world. Goodbye, cruel world. I die, I die, I die.

Jasmeen said...

its beautiful.

georgina said...

Hmmm...I read the homophobe's comments first, then I read the poem. He is way off the mark. Its a bold poem and I like it a lot, but am not to sure about the number of times the word cunt is used to create a sense of rhythm that somehow seem a bit contrived. Is because of the reclaiming?

Monica said...

:) It was structured thus to reclaim and to provoke, Georgina. As per the strict rules of a ghazal, "in my cunt" - the radif - must be repeated in both lines of the first couplet and in the second line of every subsequent couplet.

John said...

nice ghazal

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