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The floor hasn’t been cleaned…

Here are some alterations in the previous poem in the poetic form- The Bop, that I did write. Many of the lines are the same- there are only a few changes which show a new story, which is different from the earlier one.

The floor hasn’t been cleaned since a while

The floor hasn’t been cleaned

since a while, one can see

the specks of dirt, the fallen

spider webs here and there spread

like the dried flowers of love

on an old withered tomb.

The faded love does leave a stain.

A foul smell is also coming up

from something on the floor

may be that thing has died

now decaying on this floor

which hasn’t been cleaned since a while

and don’t oversee the broken shards of

glass and the dark red stain

which has by now left its permanent mark.

The faded love does leave a stain.

The sick lady of the house rose

from her bed finally and saw

the floor which hasn’t been

cleaned since a while, and aims

at cleaning it up in a while but

ends up lying back on her tomb within a while.


Poetic form- The Bop

The Bop is a poetic form that was developed by poet Afaa Michael Weaver.

Here are the basic rules:

  • 3 stanzas
  • Each stanza is followed by a refrain
  • First stanza is 6 lines long and presents a problem
  • Second stanza is 8 lines long and explores or expands the problem
  • Third stanza is 6 lines long and either presents a solution or documents the failed attempt to resolve the problem

Here is what I wrote-

One must do one’s chore on time

The floor hasn’t been cleaned

since a while, one can see

the specks of dirt, the fallen

spider webs here and there spread

like the dried flowers

on the old worn tomb.

One must do one’s chore on time.

A foul smell is also coming up

from somewhere on this floor

may be some rodent has died

left to be decayed on this floor

which hasn’t been cleaned since a while

and don’t forget the dark red stain

of the wine that spilled over here

but hasn’t been cleaned, even by this time.

One must do one’s chore on time.

The sick lady of the house rose

from her bed finally and saw

the floor which hasn’t been cleaned

since a while, and aims at

cleaning it up in a while but

ends up sleeping after puking some bile.

One must do one’s chore on time.

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