Travesty Of God's Dream.. Poem by nishant agrawal

Travesty Of God's Dream..



Nonchalant fingers and a dithering cannon,
Ready to fire an inglorious desire,
A mermaid sitting so morbid,
She can't cry or she won't,
A metropolitan fad not to whine,
But a laugh smeared in coy, a murky sunshine,
There goes the burning tail of a fairy tale,
And a frizzling fireball in blizzards veil,
Impatient to fulfill the wraths of a craven master,
Gothiac whistle and world's quickest game was over,
Her blood denying to splurge into the realm of bleachers,
And red draped bombshells, passing adieu
As it eloping to a far far land,
Taking her to a better place than her body,
To somewhere less than travesty of god's dream...

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
this poem is part of an article i had been writing for last few days, and it would be soon published in my blog...this is about a girl who is rag picker..every thing for her is a wonder because her needs are her dreams.one thing i would like to say i am really sorry for my wrong grammar(just now i learned that it is 'grammar' not 'grammer': P) and i promise i would try to thwart my laziness and the old habit of procrastination..
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Lucifera Santez 03 September 2013

its realistic, strongly so. a very good write. :)

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Shraddha The Poetess 02 September 2013

vry nice..........keep it up...... and i invite u to read nd give ur views on my poetry.....

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Gajanan Mishra 01 September 2013

eloping to a far far land, good write, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.

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