As I look into the pond and see myself,
The rain drops begin to pour,
Eyes wet, face all moist,
The ripples begin to churn………
As I look at the crowd,
And hear them shout,
The praises, their dance, for me
The day I romance,
And become a star,
They strip their clothes for me.
As I show them lust,
Give them what they need,
They go back home,
Wearing masks, they all neat and clean.
As I raise temperatures,
From hot to wild,
They bark maddeningly,
When the noise was my love,
And silence, a curse,
My face mocks at me
In a life when you see,
And hear them scream,
Praises to me,
In a world so lost,
Absent like a death,
I hear no abuses for me.
No one to hate,
Leave alone love,
My own abandoned me,
As I leave my bed,
Dressed like a bride,
For the one ,
If I was not ‘me’!
11 comments:
silk shall be delighted, Our poetess wrote for her ;)
She would be definitely proud of you, if she were to read this now.
Was it instant creativity after seeing the film? Being creative is one thing. But, being creative every time is another. :-)
Splendid tribute to Silk!
Resplendent. This poem had me hooked from the word go. Fine penmanship!
Simply wonderful. A tribute in the truest sense of the word.
When the noise was my love,
And silence, a curse,
My face mocks at me
Love these lines!
Loved these lines:
No one to hate,
Leave alone love,
My own abandoned me,
I am American and love pictures from India. I shall now have to rent some movies of Silk Smitha. Lovely actress, what a shame. Thank you for bringing this person to my attention in such a heartfelt poem! Peace, Amy Barlow Liberatore
http://sharplittlepencil.com/2012/04/01/reflector-babe-three-prompts-in-one/
this was simply too good..Silk would have been happy if she read this ....great tribute...
Dear Nara, Linda, Keith and Amy: Thank u so much for taking out time to visit my place:)
Amy: do watch the movie:) and I'm glad I shared it:)
TSW: Thanks:)
a lovely poetic story... stardom can be hazardous...!!!
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