Here’s a funny yet beautiful poem:
[size=134]By Accident[/size]
First she gave me the wound by accident.
Then the tourniquet she tied unwound by accident.
Your friend may want to start running.
I gave his scent to the hounds by accident.
Balloons on the mailbox, ambulance in the driveway.
Bobbing for apples I drowned by accident.
Did someone tell the devil we were building Eden?
Or did he slither on the grounds by accident?
I said some crazy things, but I swear, officer,
I burned her place down by accident.
Only surfaces interest me.
What depths I sound I sound by accident.
"What should we look for in a ghazal, Amit?"
Inevitabilities found by accident.
---- Amit Majmudar