Toast - a Poem

Toast

By Mahbubul Karim (Sohel)

July 5, 2009-07-05

Here is a toast, burnt and toasted

Crumbled edges

Look like granular hedges

Here is a toast, charred and boasted

Silence brings half empty glass

Meandering hobo’s pointless return

To crumbled edges

Look like granular hedges

Here is a toast, charred and boasted

Burnt and toasted

Morning cacophony, glaring alarm clock

Bring back half filled glass

Mineral of fluid

Rancid exodus

From flocking crass

In the greenest of the greenest grass

Heaps of dying beetles

In morbid warfare

With robust ants and bugs of fiddles

Here is a toast, burnt and toasted

Crumbled edges

Look like secular pledges

Here is a toast, charred and boasted

Before galloping molars

Disintegrate granules of toast

Into mashed and muddy coast

Here is a toast

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