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Tag Archives: Loneliness

Grim promenade

15 Tuesday Feb 2011

Posted by Kavita in Poetry

≈ 84 Comments

Tags

Alone, Beaten, Dreadful, Dumped, Heartbreak, Helpless, Loneliness, Lost, Love lost, Miserable, One Shot Wednesday, One Stop Poetry, Sad, Sneered at, Uncomplaining

Image Credits: thegirlinthebigbox@DeviantArt.com

Ready to crumble
Yet never a grumble
She greets passers-by
That cast at her a sigh
Vacant smile on her face
Chewing on a patch of lace
She strays yet another mile
Love to her is now just bile

Heart crushed
Emotions slushed
Her spirit battered
And misery splattered
Feelings bottled inside
In vain she tries to hide
And courses empty streets
Playing at weathered pleats

Under a happy veil
Lies her skin too pale
The eyes mascara caked
Cheeks and forehead raked
Long gashes running through
Whose depth in time just grew
Her silken hair turned to matte
Flat and limp like some soiled mat

She now awaits a change in trend
Where the road ahead’ll say ‘Dead End’


**Written for One Shot Wednesday… A place where poets meet and share… check it out and indulge in the awesomeness! 🙂 **

Bronzed, Burnt and Broken

29 Monday Nov 2010

Posted by Kavita in Poetry

≈ 54 Comments

Tags

Chalice, Haggard, Loneliness, Loser, Lost glory, Magpie Tales, Old, Sad story, Seclusion, Trophy, Victory, Winner

Image Credits - Willow Manor @ Magpie Tales

He strode
Sassy and smart
But rode
Aloof and apart

He ascended
Golden and great
Later descended
Insignificant and irate

He drank
Hearty and hale
Then sank
Pathetic and pale

He remains
Frigid and forgotten
With pains
Rancid and rotten

Like the dying chalice
In the nook of the room
With its look of malice
Shrouded in hate and gloom


**Posted for Willow’s Magpie Tales – Week 42, and for Leo’s Z to A Challenge – letter B… Please make sure to check these out… You are guaranteed to have a great time reading!! **

A Glass Too Full…

04 Wednesday Aug 2010

Posted by Kavita in Poetry

≈ 98 Comments

Tags

Alone, Lady at the bar, Loneliness, Oberservation, One Shot Wednesday, One Stop Poetry, Pub, Sipping and smoking, Steely look

She sat there, in the bar
Proud and all alone
She wore a flashy dress
Baring her skin and bone

She had her usual drink
Breathed into a phone
She lit a cigarette
Her silence screamed “forlorn”

She had a look of steel
But her skin was too worn
She donned a lasting sneer
All chances she had blown

She now lived like the dead
Love, she had outgrown
She felt all cold and dry
A heart she did not own

She looked for somebody
But her eyes never shone
So she sat there, in that bar
Frowning and alone


**Posted for One Shot Wednesday,  hosted this week by Brian. Do check out the creative works by other writers/poets as well… **

***Image – courtesy Google search (with some editing done by me)***

Wordless exit of a misfit

01 Thursday Jul 2010

Posted by Kavita in Poetry

≈ 54 Comments

Tags

Achievement, Class Reunion, Confusion, Dilemma, Empty success, Entry, Exit, Friendless, Hollow pride, Loneliness, Misery, Misfit, Odd man out, Thursday Poet Rally Week 24, Vacant successes, Worries

He finally walked into the room
Swelling with pride
He had always dreamt
Of a day when he could deride
When he could tell these people
Of successes in his stride

But now, as they shook hands with him
The faces his eyes caught
The smiles he could barely return
The glances that he fought
These were the same people
He had been with a lot
What seems to be ages back
But an age it’s definitely not
The same once-teenage boys
With whom he smoked some pot
With whom he learned and laughed
With whom he was besot

And now, here they stand
Just the same as then
With the same glint in their orbs
With the same charm and zen
While he has changed thousandfold
Amassed wealth and ruled men
Made fame amid vacuous heads
Lived alone in a palatial den

So is he to gloat over
His empty achievements
Or is he to feel left out of
A world of simple assortments?

His dilemma thickens…
Just like his boiling success
But all he can now do
Is silently slip out at recess
Hoping he gets called back in
By these kind kings, into their fortress

LOOK WHAT HAPPENED!!

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