His nose

A brown peak nose fixed on a an hexagon face,
Looks long beak pointed
With two big nostrils
I was wondering my pointed fingers fit into each one,
Then I thought let me try my �'� tongue tip

Then he screamed you want to peep inside what
I thought it would have been easy for you the COVID test through tips in nose
No he said I can’t sustain the pain of it stop it

It looks red hot when his anger goes peaks
With air coming out so fastly
It goes red sore when it is winter
It goes coughs throat itching inside with mush sounds making

He sneezes with high sound as if like my grandmother when she makes sblneeze the small baby stay scary alert

His voice so sweet with nose on that cold hit days of winter
He wonders yours is funny Uumm say what he repeats
I say what with my stuffed nose voice

He comes and talks to me I say in Hindi then he feels jealous and wants to bite my lips, I stare into his eyes seriously !

Reviews

[Arundass TP]

A beautiful poem written as comedy. Good work

[JessyJacob]

It’s not comedy, it’s my love for his nose, I just tweaked to have a mild tease about his nose.