Thursday, 17 October 2013

Masquerade








She preens and pouts
And pretends too -
Of being oblivious to how she is viewed
Her black curls let loose
Dabbed with perfume,
She sets out – with all fanfare
To woo those

Who do not seem to care.

She learns the tricks,
And wily traps -
Coy smiles and hearty laughs,
Some mad giggles help her too
In her many random rendezvous -
To win those
That she sets out to woo.

But then, there are times
When the winds blow too hard,
and take away her wild facade,
It’s then that her melancholy eyes
Give her masquerade away,
The farce too tumbles down
and the pretensions go astray.

Note: This poem was in response to a painting prompt on some forum and was written sometime in 2012. The painting, from what I vaguely remember, was of a beautiful woman dressed up in a flowing red gown, getting ready to go out.

20 comments:

  1. Beautiful poetry. Loved reading it.

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    1. Thanks for the appreciation Abhra! :)

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  2. You did complete justice to the painting

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  3. Lovely Lines...Sometimes we are able to hide our inner feelings by our outer appearance but at times even they are out in open...

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    1. Yes, that is it! You have summed up the poem in one line. :)

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  4. Loved this poem..the portrait of the woman clearly brought out by your verse!

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    1. Thanks for appreciating the effort Aditi! :)

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  5. congrats on making it to Indiblogger top post...

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    1. Thank you! This was incidental though! :)

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  6. well penned, the context given below the poem, is making it much more meaningful .. though I found the language a bit tough (my english is really poor) :)

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    1. Hahah...thanks for the kind words Bhavana. Your English is all right! :)

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  7. Very beautiful poem Ragini :) Thanks for letting me know about the results :) Thanks for making me fly :)

    Someone is Special

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  8. Ragini, you are just so full of words.........

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