Sep 13
2008Blasphemy
Filed Under (Chai-Stained Reflections, Poems) by Noor-ul-ain Noor on 13-09-2008
Blasphemy
Your song,
my relentless, religious ritual,
is thick on my tongue
like the film of
congealed milk fat
that forms on my chai,
A brown, wrinkled, circular
palette,
protecting the hot liquid
that burns down my throat,
takes me to you (and your music),
inspires me to write
at an ungodly hour
about blasphemous things.
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