ALL FOR YOU

ALL FOR YOU

A Poem by shweta

In an effort to get people to look
into each other’s eyes more,
and also to appease the mutes,
the government has decided
to allot each person exactly one hundred   
and sixty-seven words, per day.

When the phone rings, I put it to my ear   
without saying hello. In the restaurant   
I point at chicken noodle soup.
I am adjusting well to the new way.

Late at night, I call my long distance lover,   
proudly say I only used fifty-nine today.   
I saved the rest for you.

When she doesn’t respond,
I know she’s used up all her words,   
so I slowly whisper I love you
thirty-two and a third times.
After that, we just sit on the line   
and listen to each other breathe.

© 2014 shweta


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it becomes funny, just like trap behind the system of "one hundred and sixty-seven words, per day."
make a patter like a daily dose

interesting subject

thanks for share, keep writing :)

Posted 11 Years Ago



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shweta
shweta

HYDERABAD, TELANGANA, India