Hell did not know
where you had ended
with your pride
and this turban
who smiles
when one is not due.
He is a thumpin expert
and he rumbles the bed
for two minutes
and nothing after that
a silence and a sneer
a restroom rush.
That is the end of the night
beauty of moon
coolness of winds
fragrance of flowers
nothing of that.
With the start of a day
you stand in
shopping queues
for life’s essentials
comparing what you need
and how much is cash!
When short
you trudge to
minion jobs
as a cleaner
in a house or two
wondrous
that you still
feel blues!