Thursday, 10 March 2016

Murder Of A Rose


From Google


His earnest gaze pierces my soul
His clasp tightening on my hold
Lips quiver in innocent appeal
Eyes brim with moistened gleam
Promises fake futile foolish
Douse me with glimpses of a
Wishful future and joyful overtures
My limbs slacken and heart topples
As I give in to his impassioned zeal
The very next moment strikes the dagger
Its stainless shine trickled with streaks
A bloody rose crimson in colour
Is wrenched apart from its anchor-twig
I can hear its silent screams from afar
I gasp and fume and slowly resume
My plaintive plea however in vain ....!

Its weird how symbiotically we merge in each other's being
Weirder still how we devolve into strangled cries and shaken faith


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30 comments:

  1. Ankita 10 March 2016 at 21:36

    Nice poem Ma'am. I feel it is written on the topic of exploitation in relationships like domestic abuse may be. But the poem is very stirring and piquant as well.

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    1. vanderloost10 March 2016 at 22:47

      Thanks, Ankita. Greatly encouraged. It is on the quixotic, unexpected, exploitative and contra elements of relationships highlighting the duality in excessive attraction which also results in sudden orbital detraction.

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  2. Luk Lei10 March 2016 at 23:01

    2 things are blind in this world, Love and Justice, and neither to our favor. Tragic for the protagonist, beautifully said.

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    1. vanderloost10 March 2016 at 23:08

      Thanks Luk Lei. You've given me a new perspective to think upon.

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  3. Susan11 March 2016 at 04:40

    I wish it were weird and not a normal course of events!

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    1. vanderloost11 March 2016 at 20:46

      If you come to think of it Susan, weirdness is deeply enmeshed in normalcy as well.

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  4. Amit Agarwal11 March 2016 at 06:21

    What a paradox that such a naturally genuine poem had to be categorized as weird merely due to demand of the prompt..
    I beg to differ and my opinion may not matter but this terrifically awesome poem, without those two lines at the end which are added as an explanation, mystifies me with its aching charm which is far from weirdness. Apologies...

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  5. Magaly Guerrero11 March 2016 at 06:50

    Very vivid.

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  6. Hannah11 March 2016 at 08:01

    You paint the extremes so well. This portion stood out for me:

    "rose crimson in colour
    Is wrenched apart from its anchor-twig"

    Seeing the likening to the relationship...nice work.

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  7. Unknown11 March 2016 at 08:06

    Ah! The fatal attraction and its repercussions. So philosophically written Geetashree.

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  8. Myrna R.11 March 2016 at 08:18

    I like the drama in this, throughout I saw the color red. Made me think of passion and betrayal and how we can kill beauty. Intriguing poem.

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    1. vanderloost11 March 2016 at 20:44

      Thanks Myrna R. I guess negativity is also a part of life

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  9. Maniparna11 March 2016 at 22:05

    Evocative words! ...

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  10. sibi11 March 2016 at 22:33

    Very touching expression of intimate emotions!

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  11. Rakesh12 March 2016 at 00:03

    It's very touching and profound!

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    1. vanderloost12 March 2016 at 00:41

      Thanks Rakesh. Complication is another name for life.

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  12. Bushra12 March 2016 at 09:33

    Very deep. It was lovely to drop in here after a long time :)

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  13. Rat15 March 2016 at 21:16

    Profound and terrific lines.
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  14. Indranee Batabyal24 March 2016 at 07:45

    Beautiful & profound!

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  15. Kokila gupta30 March 2016 at 07:39

    'Intriguing' is the word which comes to my mind Geetashree...

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