The ‘Poetry’ Business

a poem by

I Am Naagaraa

I want my poem
to be like a crisp currency note
that doesn’t lose value
though soiled by passage of time
paper money
always backed by golden meaning
never eroded by amnesiac inflation
money
that can buy “YOU”.
“YOU”
the value
dearest
ultimate
nothing else can buy
none else can afford to.
I buy “YOU”
and gift back to “YOU”
“YOU”
the value
dearest
ultimate.
I shall buy again
again and again
every moment
money of higher denomination
every moment
“YOU” of higher dimension
“YOU”
the value
dearest
ultimate
nothing else can buy
none else can afford to.