Wednesday, August 4, 2021

Poetry: Dollhouse

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Nupur Chowdhury
An eccentric writer of quirky tales, who likes reading, writing, talking, shopping and singing tunelessly in the shower.

A story of lives lived in the shadows of the spotlight, frittered away in a haze of harsh lighting and loud music until what remains is just a broken shell of the original.

Poetry: Dollhouse 1

 

Dazzling lights in rainbow hues,

Music soft steps right on cue.

Bodies swaying – gentle brushes, halting touches;

A lingering glance, movements in a trance…

Melodies sweet, soft lights enhance,

Painted lips and powdered charm.

Sparkling fabrics adorn anorexic frames,

Vibrant smiles and anonyms;

Alluring words and curtsies disguise,

Shifting glances, lifeless eyes.

Crimson fountains flowing full;

Into blissful oblivion, all senses pull.

Painted dolls in rooms of glass,

Keyed to smile, simper, laugh;

Kaleidoscope beams the shadows chase–

Bodies move in a euphoric haze.

But when with the dawn, darkness descends,

Nocturnal angels, into the shadows, fade.

Poetry: Dollhouse 2

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An eccentric writer of quirky tales, who likes reading, writing, talking, shopping and singing tunelessly in the shower.

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