Monday, May 14, 2012

Dali and a molten lie


molten wings
of snow white birds
stain the crisp blue sky
.
molten smiles
of pin-up girls
hang in the sun to dry
.
molten flowers
on unburied coffins
wait for the corpse to die
.
molten words
on pale blue lips
drown the stifled cry
.
molten quill
in a shaky hand
paint a picture that lie
.

5 comments:

pavlova said...

Inspired by the poetry reading session?

Shoonyata said...

yes, maam..all that talk about him and the Gala series :)

moochhi said...

nice

Hemant said...

If I leave
no trace behind
in this fleeting world
what than could you
reproach?

( not my lines. read them somewhere and thought I'd share )

Shoonyata said...

Moochi: Thanks Moochi :)

hemant: Goodo