Wednesday, 30 April, 2008


Standing under the lamp post
Boy, it's dark.
The only light around
Is the light that shines from my heart.

Can you hear me?
Wait, I'll call you back again.

Walking along the stony footpath
Leeches and maggots and dead flies.
Squelch. Squelch.

The stench of death
Drifting through the air.
I cover my nose
Fruity undertones masking it out.

Beelzebub standing in the corner
Smiling his wicked smile.
Stretches out his hand
He's waiting for me.

I have waited for you for so long
Where have you been?
I've been right here baby
Now let's go eat.


tHe_NeW_cYnIc said...

Woah nice...

ogprankstr said...

hope u ppl din have paneer !

OutofFocus said...

Vivek, you are henceforth banned from my blog. Never come back again!

OutofFocus said...

Thankies Niks!

Mudoh said...

Nice dark poem, your best so far really ossasm!
by this way you'll be Sylvia Plath of today :D
And I still do think its about hope :)

OutofFocus said...

Thankies Mudoh... :) You get a cookie.. -gives chocolate chip cookie-

Rashmi Yadav said...

tooo good!!! woman u write just...ahem ahem[:)]

Iggy said...

Thanks Rashmi!

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