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Urban Queen

 

Smokes, ashes and some burning flames
She is surrounded by some incredible pain
Memories flying all around
And she is just moving like a broken dream

Stopping, feeling and just moving on
Smokes, ashes and some burning flames
She is surrounded by some incredible pain

January, February…..December…January again!
She is hallucinating, dreaming and moving on
She smiles without a soul

Her body exudes bliss, her hands smell good
She is the queen of darkness
And a mystery for the unknown

She vanishes, appears and vanishes again
Dark clouds, empty streets and some missing links
Again she is alone...

She walks in the rain
She waits for another pain
She flies, she whines, she falls every time
Her body exudes bliss, her hands smell good
Her legs tremble, her body shivers
She disappears again…

Why she is gazing, feeling and just moving on?
Is this anonymity or sheer musings of an urban queen?
Smokes, ashes and some burning flames
She is surrounded by some incredible pain...






15 comments:

  1. oh My breath-takingly beautiful...
    and the pic was tooo apt..
    your descriptive-ness is gettin snazzier by the day.. keep it up...
    but im a tad confused at her state... is she a ghost/angel.. err.. curious... very curious...

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  2. Anonymous9:14 AM

    How can you know a woman's heart so well ?

    (French visitor)

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  3. You sure have a way with words! Have U considered publishing these, ever?

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  4. That is very good.... I loved your poem

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  5. @Meg...Thanks for your appreciation. Urban Queen can be you; she can be anyone who can relate to this poem. Actually she is everyone yet she is no-one…

    @French Visitor…Well, understanding a woman's heart can be the toughest thing in life but I think they are simply beautiful, crazy and deep. Actually the beauty of woman lies in her anonymity :)

    @Rakesh...Thanks dear for reading, appreciating and promoting my feelings. Thanks for everything. Keep visiting my blog :)

    @Farila...Your short yet sweet comment says a lot. Thanks for loving my poetry. I am blessed to have you as a visitor here.

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  6. Interesting choice of words to express pain and fear of losing into oblivion.

    the last para begins with Why she is gazing - did you mean while she was gazing ? or why was she gazing ? or something else?

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  7. Thanks Gyanban for your perfect interpretation of my poem. The last para is my unedited feeling. You can even read as - why was she gazing? Keep reading:)

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  8. lovely and deep lines . .you captures pain so well . .

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  9. Thanks Fantasies of a lifetime for acknowledging my poetry:)

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  10. OMG!!! M bwitched...

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  11. Thanks xeennia :)

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  12. Wonder how I missed this one...this is superb!!!

    actually I am at a lost of words... :)

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  13. Thanks Dagny for appreciating my work flamboyantly :)

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  14. Breathtakingly beautiful Pallav . I am your fan now. I felt like someone has just removed all the curtains and revealed me completely .
    stunning verse.
    Cheers!

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  15. I felt like someone has just removed all the curtains and revealed me completely - I like this verse :)

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