Abovo
written by: Husain Abdulhay
Midday in the midst of tiffin
Porridge a soupcon, with muffin
The doorbell is giving out loud rings
An unsolicited wide-open missive
Telling of a pink slip
A stiff upper lip, placid
Curving from the window of the derelict attic
He haunts back a figure of a forlorn figure, a don quixotic
Casting a quizzical squint
He sees a lollipop on the pedestrian in the alley,
A motorbike rider in a skid lid,
Like a filbert inside with a noggin,
Across a tuk-tuk vendue, a viator rara avis,
Like a fig left alone on a hottentot twig
Hamlet without the prince
But he keeps feeling sanguine
He feels like two town but twin
With bonanza benison in nescience
Blind curtain never gives the light in
Trouble is replaced with double blessing
Sometimes we need to take away the cuisine
When we are not permitted to eat in
With today going adrift
Deo gratias, there will be always another day to begin
Carpe Diem, Never give in
Life is ongoing but time is passing
Let’s give it a big fillip
Two unlike poles never will split
