Madhav Sarkunde - My Colitis

The fact is like a pain in the arse
I can’t confide it in anybody!

I have been martyr to colitis for years
Sometimes I hate to be living like this
But I can’t kill myself like a recreant
I want! Really I want to cure of this ill.

I have seen many doctors and quacks too
And chewed leaves of trees and creepers
More than a nanny goat might have done!
But rumbles in my breadbasket is still on

One fine morning my doctor divulged me
‘My indigestion is caused by short of saliva’
And Himalayan truth dawned on me!
Really in my mouth there left no saliva

I drooled very much before editors
For getting my poems published, now
My tongue also has got like a cigar stub
Because I have left no politician’s boot
Without being licked clean!

Now I have had insomnia
Sorry! Excuse me! No insomnia
To be precise, it is my poem books
That let not me sleep. They enter my sleep
And ask me what I have won by loosing
Self-respect; which is invaluable than any value! !

Madhav Sarkunde

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