Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts

Thursday, May 14, 2009

The Fallen Lady

Those that heard of her,

Can only envy or hate her.

That left many to lust after for her.

Even sought changing identities just to be seen with her.

For she was the ultimate symbol of majestic glory.

Great abundance & Glowed with Lavish beauty.

She had it all.




Not christened on launching

As she have faith in herself than luck.

She was set to dance on the stage of the deep blue sea

that unpredictable stage for all.

She almost collides with another,

but only to get away with her arrogance.

No one seems to notice her ballet shoes come undone

for now she will be in dire straits should she ever fall.



She could feel tremendous heat building within her

though she sways & glides gracefully against the waves.

Just minutes before the grandfather clock could strike the fifth midnight,

she paused.



She had stomped onto Poseidon's trident

despite repeated warnings, her ears fell deaf.

Blinded by her self-obsession,

believing she can get away, again.

After all she has it all.




Amused by her arrogance,

Poseidon's trident has transformed into an ice dagger.

It pierced through her side.

And slid down her flesh.



She could feel that she was falling apart

despite it's being just a cut.

Though she still tried to hum a melody to keep her in ease.

Once on her right she started to bleed.

She could not believe there was nothing that can keep her through.



Her extravagant luxuries began to weigh her down.

Her ballet shoes are only a burden to her now.

Still flickered & glittered in her grandeur,

she finally broke apart & collapsed.

There is no turning back now.



As Poseidon had embraced her fall

And claimed her as his bride.



In the abyss.

Lays her wrecked body.

Still dressed with her expensive jewelry.

But nothing more than just homes for Poseidon's subordinates, algae & fishes.

Who would have thought,

her maiden journey would be her last dance to her wretched fame.

As Time exchanged hands

We still remember her name.


She is Titanic.



Photo by :Romain Jerome's Titanic DNA Watch

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Wind Chimes

Ting - Tink...

Tinkling sound of a wind chime,

When played by the breeze

As it swayed with the wind.

Hopefully,

The gentle ringing will be music to your ears,

Bring soothing peace to your mind,

As it remind you there's a Friend blessing for you,

In among the air...




Churrascaria Heart


Poked through by a skewer,

My beating heart is now bind onto the serving plate,

Nothing more but a vulnerable prey waiting to be slaughtered,

Displayed & paraded,

With all prying eyes on me,

As each beat of mine pumped with fear,

Never have I felt so naked & fragile.

With knives poking me over & over again,

Just to test how tender I can be,

Blood finally oozed through me with each whim & fancy cuts,

But no one cares.

All they in awe is the power of the superiority,

Pleased to feel the invisible anguish in the air,

While slicing part & pieces of me,

Never too deep of a cut,

As all novelty ends with a dead heart.

The last moments of a dying heart,

Is then worthy in the name of Jest ...



*Just to clarity churrascaria style obviously don't served food in torture as above. Just looking at the other side of the coin. To each of his/her own interpretation. Animals, cruelty, bullying or even minds of the twisted ones...Up to you.