Thursday, June 03, 2010

Act five, scene six

An inch at a time
a straw at a time
the nest falls apart

Its all coming apart
crumbling into dust
a brick at a time
a card at a time
the castle comes crashing down

i stand and watch
i press my body against the structure
to give it support
to bid goodbye

The bricks come crashing down on my hands
breaking my fingers like dry twigs
i try to dig into the cracks
to keep it all together

But the cracks are too deep
too wide
spreading like a flooding river
it carries me with it, into the land of despair

the show must go on
they tell me
but i pull the plug
curtains the end roll the credits
take a bow
and exit stage
there is nothing left to be done
no more scenes to play
no lines to deliver

ill die with make up on my face
white cheeks and black holes for eyes
red lipstick smeared across my mouth

'you wanna know how i got these scars?'


buckingfastard said...

luvd da third stanza especially!!! as usual dark and well kept tempo!! luvd the analogy at the end!!

"What doesnt kills you only makes you stranger"

Raghav said...

thanx bucking

Tanvi said...

Breaking and Painful ... but well written!

Thanks for your honest feedback on my blog! Appreciate it! A little Narcissism is good for my soul ... Also there is no other 'easier' way to run a fashion blog :o)

zephyr said...


Now these are words worth quoting somewhere :)

Nikita Banerjee said...

Wow...back here after a while and loving it! :) How you been?

Raghav said...

tanvi...thanx... and ya that is an easy way to run a fashion blog..and i guess looking good helps too!

zephyr... humbled.

nikita... its good to be back, how u doin?