Clutching a meagre meal
she stared,
at the pulsating blinding lights and
T
A
L
L
winding staircase, unreachable.
Between bejewelled roof and
mosaic floor, lay dreams,
cosmic miles A P A R T.
She wondered, if her happiness too
resided on one of the floors.
Perhaps!
**********************
Wiping the last remnant
of Ruby coloured lipstick,
she longingly gazed
at the revolving glass door,
from a floor too
H
I
G
H
Maybe, like that rag-tag girl,
she too could walk out,
escaping the songs of the day,
and
S R A S
C E M
induced nights.
********************
For a moment their eyes met,
each wishing to be the other.
don't know if it's a poetry style, but have seen many writing like this 🙂 thank you 🙂
thank you 🙂
thank you… not that I know of… it's just a style I saw while reading poetry in a site. Loved the way it expresses visually.
thank you so much 🙂
glad you liked it 🙂
thank you 🙂
thanks 😀
thank you 😀
thank you 🙂
oh sure… I would love to read it too… thank you 🙂
Beautifully worded! This is a new poetry style I've seen, what is it called?
Creative presentation! Lovely 🙂
Ooh…love the words and definitely the style. Is it a particular form?
This is very well done. I love the way you wrote it and the feelings it brings out. Love the ending
Something to think about. Loved it 🙂
Interesting read and well done.
WOW!!
Wow, this is new! Loved how you penned down! 🙂
wow! Nice! 🙂
Loved the way you have written this. Should try it sometime 🙂