Poet freak-Madhulika Mitra











{May 30, 2008}   Girl Power

Crank it up girl,

What you waitin’ for,

It’s our pink and purple world,

It’s our red and black war.

Twist your butts on the songs of love,

And click up the fire in your fingertips,

Groove ya body on the beats of ya heart,

And pucker up your rosy lips.

Gal power, gal tower

Too high for guys to climb

It’s our world and our life

C’mon lets rule our lives.



{May 30, 2008}   Thirst

Oh the black powers of devil,

Dust upon your blackmagic,

Darken the evil of thsi killer knife,

Create out a big bloody hill!

Another body-another packet of blood

Enjoys so my quenching thirst,

Another soul in my stomach,

Another heart burst!

This is the thirst of this black witch,

Another kill for more,

Another body, another soul

Another skin I tore.

This fun journey never seems to end,

Of cries and screams filling this still hall,

This is my world-this is my life,

To take on life a heavy toll.



{May 30, 2008}   Punk Gal

All of ‘em shabbed,

Danced my hairs the tune of jukebox,

Am a punk gal; a free fairy,

Loves not the diamond but the black pearls.

Bitchy eyes,laser eyes,

Dare you emo boy mess up with me,

My stare is hard;fear it

‘Cuz i can see

Things you never dream to be.

My lips; juicy ones,

Let ‘em taste the kiss of yours,

“Cuz am a punk gal; free fairy

Which makes me want more.

Punk furs, rounding all through my body,

Lady pink is now here,

Give me Hi5 my Mr. Cutie,

And enjoy a candlelight with me only if you dare.

Am a punk gal,

Hip-Hop on the tunes of my words,

Am a free fairy, better than a bird.



{May 30, 2008}   BROKEN

Out of my demon pains

I cry out blood

Sharpen out my love

Out of this blunt.

Lay my bleeding heart,

On your dead fingertips,

The cramp gives this knife on stabbing,

Gifted you your long desired fun.

When your heart had been a football kicked,

When your love had been quite deep,

I laughed at the intensity, the intensity of its depth,

And threw it with the roses you gave,

But oh my, did i ever wonder-someday I’d receive back the fall.

Now my tears burned,

Pushed out blood from my pierced eyes,

My nails all noched,

I know now

THAT THIS IS WHAT BROKEN MEANS!!!



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