The Shailesh-tival

I wanted to share some poetry I wrote a long time ago. I was living in St. Louis, rooming with Tom and Anshul, at the time. Tom and I were at Tom’s coworker’s apartment and she had a set of those kitchen magnet poetry magnets. Anyways, I had 10 minutes to waste, so this is what I came up with:

Kitchen Magnet Poetry
by Shailesh Ingale

Squeeze Me
It is fire we see
Go lay thy man
You please him and
I know romantic lust
Angel Flame is trust
Share rhythm and song
I am wild and strong

Not bad, eh?  I’ll have to add my 2nd poem at some point too.  (It’s not as good as this one, in my opinion.)