Tuesday, June 06, 2006

II

Amidst the murkiness that lingers
Hidden under the black silken shroud

Lies her white, translucent porcelain skin
Soft and cold

Her long wavy tresses
Beautiful and intimidating

Her piercing eyes
Sweet and eerie

Her full lips
Once rosy, now pale

Now curved up in a smile
So sharp and spiteful

It could cut across the thickest of skins
The strongest of hearts
The dead, the living, and those yet to be

9 Comments:

Blogger phatichar said...

Hmmmmm :)..where've u been girl? You don't show up on msgr anymore..

10:39 am  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

One day her heart will
Melt by the side of a fire.
They told her so,
But believed she never
Cos' that day, she'll wake up
To the love of three words
And a soul in metaphor.

From within and without
Transformed
Cold, dead eyes
Long gone...
A new life begotten
From a horrid moan
Two eyes, so blue and
So new, yet so old...

Many years on
She went by the side
Of a human to break out
I wonder why she
Never before did emote
Cos' that day her
Melted heart, up it woke
To the love of three words
And a metaphored soul

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Written in response to my understanding of this post. This comment goes up on my blog sometime in the near or distant future. Heh.

Death is just freedom from the curse of a mortal body.

7:09 pm  
Blogger J said...

@AC
WOW! Interesting, but not in the lines of what I meant :)

12:12 pm  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

What happened to her dream?

4:47 pm  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

is there a part III?

4:48 pm  
Blogger Sudipta Chatterjee said...

Wow! A long long time later... this post made some sense to me. Rather, I found some non-onliner on your blog. The poetry was nice...

@Arcane Crapper: That was awesome... will visit your blog!

10:20 pm  
Blogger Sudipta Chatterjee said...

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10:20 pm  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

We're open to interpretations now, aren't we?

A life drained from a woman/girl. That's all I picturized. However, there might have been a reference to the self... Which was what I thought, and hence the reply...

Of course it might also refer to being-not-alive-while-alive kinda thing, apart from thousands of other possible interpretations.

I like your morbid style of writing... :)

8:41 am  
Blogger Vincent said...

looks like there's gonna be a third part.

PS: Your template is making it hard for me to view your blog at work. It draws a lot of unnecessary attention.

2:53 am  

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