Diaspora of Her Soul

Amidst the binge of the champagne, and the glitter on the faces, she heard the 
distant lullaby. Glistening repertoire of appreciation elated her, but her soul had been 
far forlorn. She smiled her way through the ballroom, shaking hands, wishing 
prosperity and hugging the nonchalant children, who didn't even remember her... 
their innocent, curious eyes, complacent enough to defy contact.. but still she bore 
them momentary warmth.. and quietly soon enough, they gleamed with fondness 
towards her. That made her happy. She danced through her guests graciously, 
illuminating even the minuscle flicker of the dynamism that inflamed her celebration of 
triumph. It was her day of glory, but somewhere, the gaping hole within her had 
grown deeper. 

She couldn't bear the tinge of strangers crawling beneath her destiny.Like cobwebs 
spun all around her, she gasped for someone to call her own. The outlanders raided 
her memories in the making. Her soul became an illicit labyrinth that had been 
expanding like a monster. She couldn't find her people! Her People. Everywhere she 
looked, her vision proliferated from Void. How could she hide from darkness itself? 
She cried, but...

A sudden loud burst of laughter from a nearing clan hurled her back to reality. The 
strange realization that she had been ruminating through her desires, made her 
smile naively. She knew she couldn't be happy. The lust for satisfaction glided life into 
her. She resumed her counterfeited solace. To tunes so subtly high and alone, she 
began dancing again. 

Only till the guests had left, she looked at the empty glasses and collected her tears. 
She saw her reflection...The splendour of the ballroom in the background, the beige 
on her body and the silence....she felt alive, only, to die again.




~~Won 2nd prize for the Dark Prose Poetry Contest~~

~~~~Thank You all, so very much ~~~~
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Pettit Avatar
February 9, 2011 at 4:32 PM
Congratulations on winning in the contest. This is pervasively descriptive.
Kendrick Avatar
January 23, 2011 at 3:40 PM
Congratulations on your win..Sara
Sweetheart Avatar
January 18, 2011 at 8:38 AM
Congrats Iman on your wonderful win in the Dark Prose contest with this sensational write and entry .. enjoy your top ten success with luv..
Guzzi Avatar
January 16, 2011 at 1:48 PM
Most excellent, subtle, tinged with desire and pain. Congrad's Light & Love
Mehta Avatar
January 15, 2011 at 2:12 PM
Congratulations on the second place win in the contest, Iman
Brown Avatar
January 15, 2011 at 10:15 AM
Congratulations to you for your win Iman in Catie Lindsey's contest "Dark Prose". Love, Carol
Poet Avatar
January 15, 2011 at 9:45 AM
This is wonderful Iman!Every line is wet with the tear drops of that lady.Congratulations on your big win!This poem goes to my FAVS-kashinath
Walsh Avatar
January 15, 2011 at 4:29 AM
Beautifully written - such an imaginative piece - love it - very sad too! Liz Congrats on your win -
Pettit Avatar
January 14, 2011 at 7:41 PM
Catie apparently knows quality writing when she sees it. Congratulations on your win in her contest.
Dietrich Avatar
January 14, 2011 at 7:14 PM
with tinges of Mrs. Robinson, the song. Loved the description of her going back to her reality of despair in those last two paragraphs. Great line: Ths lust for satisfaction glided into her life. Congratulations. LUv, Andrea
Matt Avatar
January 13, 2011 at 8:30 PM
I really enjoyed your poem. I read it a few times but I am not sure if I follow it all the way. It is supposed to be the dark side of the human psyche, but everytime I read this I get the feeling that she has Alzheimer's. I am probably wrong, but I really enjoyed it anyways. ~Chris
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