Piss on Puritans

I always wanted to kick start a poetry club at SIMC but like many of my actionable thoughts this too never saw the light of day. I did write a poem to attract people to join the club.

I think every person who scribbles those few lines and considers himself to be a poet deserves one opportunity to explain his thoughts behind those words strung.

Well from now on my posts will be succinct to the core.

Ladies and Gentleman - Piss on Puritans

PISS ON PURITANS

The floating clouds,

The fleeting stairs,

The lovely green,

The classroom screen.

The lovers part,

A broken heart,

The lonely boy,

The customary coy.

The open book,

The open mind,

The colorful thought,

The position sought.

The cool breeze,

Sandwich and cheese

The garam chai,

The high five.

The silent shout,

The frustration out,

The inner voice,

The relaxed poise.

The professor from Kellogs,

The dude from Wharton,

The horned devil,

The Good Samaritan.

We welcome all to the “Piss On Puritans”

We are not Romans,

But we do think

Talk of the devil, or the Creator,

Let’s meet at the amphitheatre.