lalita larking

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Sunday, December 10, 2006

The song of the doomed

Lady with secrets, smiles of innocence
They hint at things, your eyes of perdition.

Your eyes, they tease and promise and beguile
Yet you claim innocence with that your smile

You hint at many things, promise some few;
Where does this leave me, the same old, or new?

The path to a place, Lady, 'tis well known,
Is paved with good intentions (yours unknown),

The way to the door that you say is ajar
Which seems to be close but in truth too far.

Tell me, Lady, that your laughter is kind,
I suspect not; but I find I don't mind.

Gazed into eyes, those gates of perdition,
I've seen the shadows and the flames within

I am lost, Lady, it seems I fell prey
I've become a stag in hunt, brought at bay

You're Artemis, Lorelei, Circe and more
I plead devotion, the same as before.

Lady with secrets, smiles of innocence
They hint at things, your eyes of perdition.


Cheers!

9 Comments:

Anonymous Ash said...

It is nice to see Telugu prosodic rules applied to English verse. Good poem Lali.

12:31 pm  
Blogger Lalita Mukherjea said...

Ash- I'd thought of doing it in Aataveladi but decided against it. Thanks.

2:07 pm  
Anonymous Rajesh said...

Introduce us, Lali. The lady sounds dynamite.

7:41 pm  
Anonymous Ash said...

Is this 'mattakokila' or 'geeta padyam'? It doesn't quite read like either. Or am I overlooking something or forgetting some basic stuff?

8:08 pm  
Blogger Lalita Mukherjea said...

Rajesh- Bah!

Ash- Umm, you are right about Mattakokila but I took a random line from another work and used only the syllable count, not the long and short vowels part. I am too rusty with the Indra gaNas Chandra gaNas and Surya gaNas stuff, I confess. So it ended up being more a khanda chapu version rather than a prosody based poem.

9:52 pm  
Anonymous Hehhh said...

One wonders if there is a law against inducing Low Self Esteem.

==> Has given up ideas of writing anything cept jingles for washing machines and instant noodles.

10:55 pm  
Blogger Lalita Mukherjea said...

Hehhh- Some jingles are memorable, so there is still life after poem. :-)

11:01 pm  
Blogger Priya said...

Ah my Lady with Secrets, silent killer with your innocent smile, my future's doomed, alright ;)

11:21 am  
Blogger Lalita Mukherjea said...

Priya- *takes a bow* Thanks, love.

1:41 pm  

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