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Aug
2010
To All My
80 Girlfriends
a poem
by Amit Parmessur
Copyright © 2010 Amit Parmessur.
All rights reserved.
Can you meet 80 girlfriends all at once
and yet avoid a slap?
I can.
I know they love me deeply
and I am proud of it.
Imagine 81 souls drifting peacefully in the lakes,
mad seas and the rivers of the world.
As 1 Adam and 80 Eves.
Going to England, Finland
and all types of dream lands. Going
down into the turquoise waters of Mauritius,
swimming as much as we want
letting the fine sand caress our hearts.
O! How I adore it when we play
hide-and-seek with dangerous sea fools
and fool them each time.
How I adore our starry adventures
and sweet sins!
I can steal colours from the green grass,
the milky moon, the scarlet roses,
the fiery sun and the blue skies for you all.
I shall pull pails of water out of flames
for you
if the world suddenly runs out of water.
I have no fear to drown myself for ages
in your heavenly worlds
I know none of you will tell
me invented lies.
I know none of you will desert me
For someone else.
I know you will not fool me.
Sitting in front of the aquarium
I realise how human beings are too cruel.
I prefer you my 80 precious fish.
I know all of you love me and
I am proud of it, deeply.
Contact the Author -
ameet_p23@yahoo.co.uk
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