Splinters of broken resolutions,
dark maroon blood trickling down one
clotted on the other.
phantasmagoric visions of a red and blue night.
This city can only sleep
This city can only die.
This city can cozen humanity out of humans
and showcase a herd of mannequins.
The little roadside flower
without name or pedigree
has survived yesternight's rapacious gale
I call her 'Hope' now.
Monday, September 10, 2007
Visions.
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You hv got a tremendous blog gurl. Great poems and feelings well expressed.
mildly surreal and nice! esp the city and the last bit... the poem begins and ends on very different yet very striking notes!
One word...Beautiful...
Very objective, yet all-encompassing.
Loved it!
[PS: Reached here through Anurima's blog.]
"This city can only sleep
This city can only die.
This city can cozen humanity out of humans
and showcase a herd of manequins..."
i fell in love with these lines. the poem is so beautifully written :),ho hum write more!
You don't need a muse darling -- I think you're doing brilliantly all by yourself :) Keep it up!
that's such a dark thing to say...
the city sleeps maybe,but it shows you the dawn..the city dies to keep a thousands alive...the city vends manequins but it makes them breathe...gives it air,however smoky it may be...
we live coz the city dies...
the city can be very painful at times...
yet it has its beautiful moments too
bah, chomotkar!
erm, can you please remove my link from your sidebar?
@ashu-thank you so much!
@anurima-yeah i suppose my mood underwent a change in that very short span of time.
@jadis- why thank you!
@shreya-thank you!! sure will.
@Princess-thank you soo much!:)
@little boxes-i dont mean kolkata when i say this city.city life as representative of a human civilisation that has become less human les civilised than we'd like.
@Inihos-life itself is painful and yet it is beautiful.I agree with u.
@indranil-dhonyobaad! ami toke delete keno korbo?
na na, ota spur of the moment chhilo... :P no need.. heehee
The little roadside flower
without name or pedigree
has survived yesternight's rapacious gale
I call her 'Hope' now.
Lovely! These lines gave me inspiration, a boost which I needed! :)
I think I'll be using this same kind of response over and over again:
One word: WOW...
jjeeezzz...u r dis gud..n u say..u need a muse??? d'uh
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